Life

There are moments
Of love,
That twinkle
In the eyes of my beloved.

And the 
Deep voids,
That rhyme the cords
Of discontent.

Though,
There is little
Of the charm,
That used to rent the air.

But the freshness
Of her smile,
Is so ravishingly
Live.

And she,
In her dignity forget;
The flowing fountain’s
Of Love.

And the warmth,
As it breaks; 
Into the depth s
Of my heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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