I see
A crystal glow
I see
The gentle eyes of my beauty
I think
Such glorious eyes!
I hear
A soft song
I hear
The voice of my dove
I think
Such a magnificent voice
I touch
A fine silk
I touch
The skin of my Goddess
I believe
That this love is everlasting
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Peoms
this journal contains depressing poems. So if you don't like reading about people dying...then KEEP OUT. Scratch that. SOME of the poems are dark.
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