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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yesterday we held so close, sharing tenderness Heaven was our refuge from an earth deprived of sweetness; no gray and dark clouds in our sky so wide and blue... when we sailed from a sea which welcomed the smiles of two. Looking out from my window, no desire is deeper than mine, but wishes are dreams not easily obtained by being sorry...considering this reality; and it might take forever to see one realized in present time, but my faint hope is kept alive by remembering a lost passion only evoked by felicity. Tender love of yesterday, will you quickly return to these lips? I long to smell those roses and see the thousands butterfly, so shy, circling around us as we kissed watching the foamy waves roll by... making us dream of the many treasures in those sunken ships. Sunlight refuses to come in on a sunny day, although my garden blooms... so sadness is the mood I'm caught in, and unable to escape it, I seem to dread: imagining your revengeful phantom pacing the floor of these cold rooms; and would you harm me for my unfaithfulness and rapture me in that world? I haven't loved anyone the way I loved you, but temptation was stronger than honesty, and losing all that I desired to complete that wonderful dream stolen by error, everything fell apart..making me feel worse than a soldier stricken with terror; can I still feel the joy of each sensation through a lost passion only revoked by felicity?
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