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Last Hope On Her

How beautiful is love As painful as it’s sweet How young and pure it was ‘Till time weakened its heat. A thousand days and nights Replies were dream’s delight A single, losted heart Still waiting to be imparted. If only she would have in mind That every night, I slept and endured If only she could really find Her true love - me - I assure. Trust, hope, desires Had raised my love up higher Tears, pain, suspicions Seduced and stopped my love growing. I lust, or love - left unclear But faith had fought away my fears I do believe, that one day She will love me, the same way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/3/2010 11:07:00 AM
Excellent. Enjoyed reading your poetry today Celine. Have a wonderful weekend filled with love and inspiration. Love, Carol
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