Aurum Poems - Poems about Aurum

... ..for him A little something in the scintilla of soporific smiles you left me beneath dulcet gazing twirls of ballerina stars amongst a moonlit lullaby, sitting in the......

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...What does it mean, To love You? Which would this be: Is it such, or untrue? How may I wake, To trust You? What permeates? My faith, destitute! As aurum rightly shines, For luster may come ......

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... Fall season is a favored time of year when leaves irradiate their aurum cheer. Custard colors cloak paths with brilliantine while misty breezes tease the woods to sheen. A couturière flounc......

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...Olympic games Nations united fair play... all is joy, peaceful sights... Royal gifts offered, gold, silver, ......

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...I. Ode the thrill of a tango curled in clutches sleek Elegance, a prerequisite Add on a spun euphoria Nimble is a turgid swoon! Arms conduct to the aria New skin, feels no tocsin It's......

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...Aurum skies of morning Awaken in these eyes Bright golden gleams Where ever streams The poem of my soul Silver beams of starlight Reach within this dream Embrace with hands Of silken st......

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...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I step into twilight's wispy fog, take me with you, don't go alone, and rendezvous in night's prologue, lets go now, lets not postpone. Birds, bees, butterflies, gra......

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...A piece of Silver found, Polished to display it's brilliance, Helped lift others too, But looked away from in favor of Gold. Becoming dull in the face of stagnation, Even with a flare of a dazzl......

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...A burning golden river. A thousand ember dots. Whose endless waking slivers, Hide liquid molten knots A contented purring timbre Of viscous weary rock, Caught in eyes of amber And weeping m......

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...Atomic number seventy nine, A precious metal that sure does shine. Sought by many, claimed by few, Prospecting was the thing to do. Found and used in all forms of life, Sealing the bond with my dear......

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..."My mind was once the true survey, Of all these meadows fresh and gay, And in the greenness of the grass, Did see its hopes as in a glass..." -----------------------------------------------......

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...She drooled over the soggy fries discarded in the foul rust bin. She feasted with the famished flies and cockroaches. She bathed her throat with the drink tagged imitation --- quenching t......

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