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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required His: He played softly on (Les Paul Strings) (The Day That He Returned Home) from the war. (One More Mile) to go, then he will be (Kissing and Caressing) her. That was all he thought of on his long journey home. He was going to try and win over (The Iceberg Beauty) he saw so long ago while (Sitting on the Beach). (Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained) so (He Left Her a White Rose). He was hoping the (Dark Maiden) would become (Golden and Gorgeous) once again when (In the Meadow We Lay). (She Entered My Dream)s forever on that day, right after we dove into the water. When (We Came Up For Air) (The Flow of My Heart) stopped suddenly. (Have You Ever Sat Still), so still breathing stops, the eyes suddenly glaze over and when the (Doves Fly), (The Raven Succumbs)? Hers: (Her Reoccuring Dream) was to become a blond (Beach Beauty) once again for him, as he was always (In Her Dreams). He would cover her with (Sunset Kisses) and the flame of life in her would never flicker and die. Alas, (The Mirrors Spoke) of her (In Ageing Decay) as she (Sat in Shame No More). Her time was up, those (Three Wishes on The Sandy Beach) were not enough. She needed a fourth to be young for evermore. Instead (On Blue Silk She Lies), this time her eyes will remain shut (When They Close For Evermore)! * Narrative derived from one poets work here on the Soup.
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