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She sweeps the floor with gentle grace, a quiet smile upon her face. Her eyes are soft, her hands are kind, a better heart i'll find.
By Chris Liberty 9 months ago in Poets
In twilight's hush, where shadows lean, mr. percival walked, proud and keen. A gentleman of quiet grace, with longing carved upon his face.
Ada, my princess with eyes so bright, you shine like stars in the darkest night. Your voice is soft, like morning rain, it washes away my deepest pain.
The rain began, a gentle hush, no need for shelter, no need to rush. She reached for him with laughing eyes, as thunder hummed across the skies.
They met on a bus, a quarrelsome pair, trading sharp words in the heated air.He scoffed at her choice of seat by the aisle, she mocked his taste with a teasing smile.
In africa,under the sun's warm glow,efe danced to the rhythm only she could know.A beauty as radiant as the savannah's grace,captivating all that beheld her.
By Chris Liberty 2 years ago in Poets
In love's embrace,sacrifices bloom,a dance of hearts,a shared cocoon.With every step,a choice is made,for love's sake,dues are paid.
Attached together as the ages pass,ever flowing in harmony like a river. Ageing in body,together in unity,our lover is ever green.
She swims in love,she's devine far above. She smiles in purity,with so much authenticity. She embraces the only one who's dear to her heart,his love has taken over her.
Is it not love to share with another? Is it not love to protect another?Love is a built energy,love is a cultivated personality.
