Blind

Every moment you come to mind
I think of how you have made me blind
To think even a rose or a dove
Can’t compare to our perfection of love
No matter how far you could be
Your glowing face I see
Your beautiful smile, so cheerful
How it makes me so tearful
Your eyes so perfect
Only gracious...

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Teardrop

As I go to wipe your tear away...
I look at you and say...
Such a beautiful made creature
With no known imperfect feature
No other being like u on Earth
Such perfection made at birth
Yes baby you are a princess
Don't you see my love i confess
Who knew that it would be you
That would make 1...

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Poetry

A quality of beauty and intensity of emotion regarded as characteristic of poems: "poetry and fire are nicely balanced in the music.

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So swollen with salt, her eyes are tired and dry

that the slightest of breeze would dare her to cry.

In a sunken chair she sits motionless and still

a young weary widow rests heavily on a windowsill.

 

After long hours of darkness, and without a wink of sleep,

the sun has crept...

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[An old battered branch..]

An old battered branch

hangs limp in a tree,

scarred from many storms

that tried shaking it free.

 

As if taunting the trapped bough

it’s stolen leaves flutter by,

and for a moment the broken branch wished

if only it could fly.

 

Rather than crumbling into ground,

be swept up to...

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