One Can Speak of Sunset
One can speak of sunset
Golden fire in the skies
Yet words could not begin
To know the fire in your eyes
One can speak of roses
In their hues of pink and red
But few could match the glow
Upon your lips, here in their stead
One could speak the long day through
And yet, still not reveal
The beauty of your gentle heart
To which I now appeal
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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