I loved a lady once,and I love her now too,
Her beauty ethereal,her eyes blue,
Her face chiseled,by the rays of sun,
Her hair,jovial,even in a bun,
Her gait elegant,her smell sweet,
Her grace flowed,as a satin sheet,
Her aura delightful,her words,wine,
Why her death was inevitable,but isn't,mine?
Monday, April 26, 2010
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hmmm...nicely written
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