precious

Posted by Robert Anderson On Wednesday, January 25, 2012 0 comments

poetically, the cultivated grace of breath
reflected in your words, my dearest love
embodies all my secret self will chase 'til death
considering you're truly from above
i know i'd die to keep you ever close to me
obsessively i yearn to have you near
under the heavens of tonight i plea, and plea
surrendering my soul to lonely tears

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