Princess at the kingdom palace
Crown's dance on vestiges
Easter lily and a feather
Her sweet scent perfumes the air
And her hair is titian
A chestnut to be told
Like the leaves of fine pines
On the misty winds of autumn
Comes the magic of her eyes
I'm lost in her beauty
I'm amazed by the sense of her voice
And I dare not move
And I dare not breath
I witness a pure-blooded soul
The sign of merriment
I gaze at the wings of an angel
Shaped like a noble butterfly
A harbinger of the nightly tulip
I start a journey in the eventide
Strayed into her light
I'm spellbound by her grace
And there I stand by her
be beholden to her words
Enticing eyes are watching me
Straight through my heart, I feel the glare
Fathomless into my soul
The speech of wishes, we share
And I drift in her essence
And I linger in her charm
Deep into our souls we meet
I'm lost in her winsomeness
I'm lost in her
Here we stay eternally.
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Two Tears
PoetryFor my love, My HOPE The love we have is a definite testament that spanned decades, though we came from afar place, we were always able to find each other, across an ocean of time. I love you eternally.
