Twills Poems - Poems about Twills

...Within the depths of my very being Resides a soul that is all seeing With truth and strength it gently leads A reflection of love so boundless and free One night I felt the calling light With......

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...Every February fourteenth, (reference Gregorian Calendar see High Middle Ages his Saints' Day) which combs thee day after morrow aye decree Tweedledum and Tweedledee mine near one and same m......

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...The sand is stained red with our bygone blood, the blood that brought us from Ararat to the Alti, a tribe trekking intrepidly through the Eurasian terrain, caravans of Caucasians clad with Celtic......

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...Such dusty mats of coconut, and hats, and wicker chairs that creak; and chats, and cats on sills that suck the early sun that spills through glass to pass into the frills and twills that talk and......

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...The character is the spirit of enforce that rises, above all conflicting source. Through reason, more than bitter after course, the spirit in its essence, twills remorse. That anguish in some o......

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...Even if I've lost you To those mirrors You'll always be There before my very eyes Perhaps I can no longer Hold your hands Perhaps I can no longer Conceal your nudity In white cotton twills Y......

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