a dream
By anakin.kit
Mon, 05 May 2014
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It was a dream
a lady fair with blood red lips
her eyes speak of sorrow
her brittle voice trailed of in despair
be strong I told her
even if you fall I will carry your world
I will never leave you,my word I give to you
I will never leave you
I grabbed her gently
kissed her
her teardrops brushed against my face
I kissed her again
I will always be here
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A sensitive...loving tender
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A sensitive...loving tender poem of which I enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
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