Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Like some wind, she roams freely Polishes dusty stones, among which I'm truly A free bird, wanders in the vast blue sky "She will halt eventually", it seems a lie Like Enshrined Enchantress Now All An admirer of beauty, and indeed a beauty herself Infatuation, eventually develops Those beautiful eyes and the irregular smile Occupies my imagination, every once in a while Love Eternal Enroute November Amazon Words were never, and won't ever be enough Soon the weather will come, one that of sneeze and sniff Though seemed, it wasn't so The love was, is, and will always be true Life Endures Empowered Nota-Bene All
0
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
November Amazon
Like some wind, she roams freely Polishes dusty stones, among which I'm truly A free bird, wanders in the vast blue sky "She will halt eventually", it seems a lie Like Enshrined Enchantress Now All An admirer of beauty, and indeed a beauty herself Infatuation, eventually develops Those beautiful eyes and the irregular smile Occupies my imagination, every once in a while Love Eternal Enroute November Amazon Words were never, and won't ever be enough Soon the weather will come, one that of sneeze and sniff Though seemed, it wasn't so The love was, is, and will always be true Life Endures Empowered Nota-Bene All
ABPoet
Written by
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem