The Mistress
(true feelings)
Mistress of life
With a balance knowledge
Cautious as a written journal
Daily instinct,
eye's of humourous feelings that can't be explain.
Generosity follow like happy enchanting idols
Jewel's of creation to dress her beauty and knowledge
Like a genie for her master.
Love arrive but no attention to be her belove
Purification can't be distract. Like a virgin in the night.
Quiet as dream with no real emotion
For the suffering feelings are tangled gone and numb
Times comes and go. Until hours vanish instantly.
Mistress of life,so Devine
Cautious as a written journal
Love can wait for another day.
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