The Books and Writings of
Kurt R.A. Giambastiani

  Looking Up
by Kurt R.A. Giambastiani

There lives a time when never do we meet,
A universe of sadder hearts, of souls
Unpaired, and lifelong love left unrevealed;

And in that time, perhaps, my eyes still find
Your quiet beauty—soft with smiles—but you,
So busy in your work, keep isolate,

Or rather, if from interrupted tasks
'Tis you who first looks up, then I'm the one
That pallid universe keeps ignorant;

For only ours, in all the world of worlds,
Lets me, enraptured, adamant, hold you
Within my eyes till you do look at me.


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