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The Afterglow, of Her Love

Drawn their curtains still the dawn; light, trickling past as through ...
Angelic her beauty in silhouette, she sleeps; ruby silk and emerald skies
Bronzed these dreams, his lullaby ? Gossamer love cascading heights fragrant 
                                                                              ... Embers, inside her eyes.

loveLullabyi do not know?

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Poet Destroyer A

April 2, 2014 at 7:28 PM

Jeremy, intriguing, and breathtaking. You pinned a very romantic feeling. I love it when the afterglow, becomes the main course of any great passionate moment. always~ xox~ LINDA

Brandy Wassam

April 2, 2014 at 8:32 AM

wow true romantic

Sara Kendrick

April 2, 2014 at 8:06 AM

Ahh!! Romantic work that you have penned..Thanks for the visit to my page..Yes, there was no beginning to God or time and there is no end but that concept is very hard for the human mind to conprend so we have time..Sara

Pace Ink-U-Script

April 1, 2014 at 7:04 PM

Love the imagery here...you captured the moment in this write...Enjoyed

Jeremy Street

April 1, 2014 at 2:39 PM

...........this used to be my playground; this used to be where demons cried........but then there was a new light *.* and Louie had to learn to plow ? The Afterglow, Of Her Love (* Love, Jeremy

Jeremy Street

April 1, 2014 at 2:35 PM

*_# this used to be my playground, this used to be my everything..appearing from pitch black darkness ? tis when their fallon began to dream.......the light it hurt their eyes so; but lulu claimed his place again......a second chance at something; except the dank and darkened caves....he couldn't believe it was all his ? he wiped his tears began, to Run..........but soon their truth came forward; how could they ever be the same ?

The Afterglow, of Her Love

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