Oh my love, oh my dear, to just see you standing there. Head bowed low, arms held high, so dazzling I could just cry. Your flowing gown and peaceful face, all the things I yearn to embrace. My wonderful Lady how you move so smoothly, even the Earth envies your slow spinning! Your hair twirls and winks back at me as you spin and dance. I am reminded of love, and you have gifted it to me. Do you feel the same perchance?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
~Original Poems~
PoesíaUnprofessional original poems about anything I want to write about. Updated anytime I feel the obligation and inspiration to write. Usually once every month I'd say... Hope you very much enjoy, and I thank you endlessly. (!!None of the images shown...
