Open Poetry #39 |
Ohh Her Eyes |
trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Oh her eyes... Those beautiful, sparkling eyes, The source of all her passions, The teller of no lies. Oh her lips... Those soft and tender lips, Where upon the glass of life, She savours and she sips. Oh her hair... Her sunlit golden hair, That drapes upon her shoulders, Showing perfection, oh so rare. Oh her face... Her stunning, beguiling face, Where heaven can be sought, And God can be embraced. Oh her form... Her delicate, slender form, In dreams, beside me lay... So tender and so warm. Oh her soul... Her gentle caring soul, That longs for love in life, Yet, life just can’t console. Oh God, Oh her... With her imperfections much, Yet, when I think of love, It’s her soul I long to touch. Poetry is just the evidence of life. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
and perhaps you already have this was beauty in truth |
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lightkeeper Member
since 2006-09-13
Posts 100pluto |
When your heart is touched by another, the beauty is echoed and felt by all. thankyou lightkeeper |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
nice! good to see you! |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
wonderfully expressed my sweet Bill! RDB |
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