Thursday, 11 December 2014

Close the Book

(27th October 2012) 

And there you were!
A flower from Paradise Grove
Heaven has sent you to me
Angel of mine!

Your eyes
Like pools of pure gold
They shine out like the sun

In your smile I could live forever
And never wilt in its frame

Your hair
A golden mane of fine silk thread
Sew for me, envelope me in its warmth

And then imagine unknown
The unseen you
Ohh how I long
And tempt myself to you
To lie next
Gaze those pearls,
Near that smile

I will love there
And throw away far
My Key of Searching

For you ...
Will close the book ...
For me

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