Her
Your hair
dark
dusk
softly
carrying
silver
moon.
Your skin
pure
fallen
snow
upon
quiet
glen.
Those eyes
stars
shining
miles
of
heavens
grace.
That smile
loves
promise
fulfilled
yet
dreamt
of.
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Copyright © Rob Levasseur | Year Posted 2021
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