Lone Willow and Heartbreak creeks - collection of poems

One night

One glance, and my heart begins to race.
Emerald eyes searching, seeking mine.
My breath falters at the touch of your hand,
Though our paths have never crossed before.

Still, I sense the thoughts we share,
Wonderstruck, I wish you could be mine.
Yet all I am is a fleeting glimpse—
A moment of happiness, a hope for forevermore.
But you'll never see me as the one you desire.

Lilly, September 13th 2024