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The beauty I see when I look at thee with your solitary tear down your cheek hypnotizes our hearts and makes us cry as we touch the dampness as our gaze collides ... I can see your longing in your words of poetry of beauty you write each and every night through moonlight midnight lingering in a trance we hand you a rose to your distant glance ... Facing your heaven waiting for the prize holding your heart on your sleeve tears of sorrow we can feel your the beauty we see in your painted sky ... Behold our aurora entranced we are shimmer of energy on gentle wind exploding radiant that you stand peace overcomes in the gift of your dance ... Dear Poetess's, here is a simple rose you deserve more I hope it grows one day someone will come in your life a prophetic dream will make your day.... To my lovely poetess friends and to the ones that read every day.. You've got a friend Debbie Brooks 2014
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
A Rose For Thee
The beauty I see when I look at thee with your solitary tear down your cheek hypnotizes our hearts and makes us cry as we touch the dampness as our gaze collides ... I can see your longing in your words of poetry of beauty you write each and every night through moonlight midnight lingering in a trance we hand you a rose to your distant glance ... Facing your heaven waiting for the prize holding your heart on your sleeve tears of sorrow we can feel your the beauty we see in your painted sky ... Behold our aurora entranced we are shimmer of energy on gentle wind exploding radiant that you stand peace overcomes in the gift of your dance ... Dear Poetess's, here is a simple rose you deserve more I hope it grows one day someone will come in your life a prophetic dream will make your day.... To my lovely poetess friends and to the ones that read every day.. You've got a friend Debbie Brooks 2014
Dedicated to all the lovely lady poetess's here on HELLO POETRY I could list all your names but I don't want to forget anyone... ERENN RUPAL HILDA Keaoss Weeping Willow
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
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