My Love
Your skin glows like the apple, blossoms sweet the cherry tree in the purest hope of love. My yearning heart rises to your harp voice and leaps like a tiger at the whisper of your name.The evening ascends in on a great love birds wing. I am calmed by your scent that I carry into the twilight of moonbeams and hold next to my heart. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sorrow. As my heart falls from my chest, I hope you catch it with open arms. In the hushed, I listen for the last boom of spring. My heated heart leaps to my ears. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret heaven so that we may being as one, heart to heart , in search of the glorious and spiritual forest of love.
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