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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is the Simplest alibi of this timeless magnum Opus, that I am not the capital This is a point of exclamation in me, that I am not the majestic warrior eternal. Only one hope is remaining there, and up she goes, in round and round I will be there, with you, to the farthest, along a shore of life, predestined. In a lonely lit-up night, an enchanted one, the midnight hymn came as mine My beloved, your face had the bliss of a smile line, my chime. In one unbearable moon-lit day, when the solar lamp dimmed low I knocked at your door, there Weaving some knick knack, words sounding pretty, I yearned for you. My love, where art thou? I’m the center. You are my encircled bohemian, the only eternal , staying there that remains! I’m the empire in your submerging love, an entropy ruling in me, all that fall short in sense! I’m the center. You are my encircled bohemian, the only eternal , staying there that remains! I’m the empire in your submerging love, an entropy ruling in me, all that fall short in sense! Love, an endless epic for poets, wandering swiftly through the reigning gypsy times. For no good reason, a blister in a scorching hot sandy dune, then a sleepy oasis chimes. I thought that I’m an exception there, a loner , far from the madding crowd. Too cuddly a love, only a mannerism, words are often playing there, as it could. Why are you that smile at me that rules me often on the full swing whim? Why are you that sweet poem on a versed phone call, in words of a brim? Today, you’re a enchained latitude in my gaze, too long a brushstroke in my palette I am a helpless frozen teardrop there, brittled. I’m the center. You are my encircled bohemian, the only eternal , staying there that remains! I’m the empire in your submerging love, an entropy ruling in me, all that fall short in sense! I reached the domain of stardom, from the Jupiter to the saturn A nomadic I, traveler through your passion of love, in high, a mere elongation. Expression. I’m the center. You are my encircled bohemian, the only eternal , staying there that remains! I’m the empire in your submerging love, an entropy ruling in me, all that fall short in sense!
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