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My Lady, My day

MY LADY MY DAY My lady my day My sun mould from my ribs’ clay Accelerate, but not so fast Lest prophecy turns against forecast The sun with the sky turns blue I vow to see you brighter than the moon. My lady dressed in erected forehead Another pen writes your care ahead A miss, a care, a gist and a kiss Your cup, my heart and into a bowl we mix From a pleasure to the slightest catarrh We have really traveled far. My lady with a dancing shoe That’s the best you can ever do Making me fall in your heart beneath Prayed not but hey we connect That sweet aroma you call smell Is a new poem I wish to tell. My lady my day My lady is my day. (wrote this poem for all out there who are missing their girlfriends like I was missing mine)

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Date: 4/30/2015 11:40:00 PM
I LOVE this! The language you use flows nicely!
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