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You are magical, my dear A mystic force, so crystal clear Your very presence, a spell to behold A wonder to cherish, a sight to unfold
By Shimnom3 years ago in Poets
In the radiance of the night, Black skin beams with wondrous light, A beauty hidden for far too long, But now it's time to sing its song.
Upon this orb of emerald transcendence, Where zephyrs of silk do caress with devotion The flowing tresses of elm and oak in a lover's dance,
I Choose Not to Blame You in the garden of anguish where the roses grow wild i find a thorn you left behind. it pierces my tender heart
Let the hurt go, my dear, Release the pain, don't fear, Let it flow like a river, And let your heart quiver. The past is gone, it's done,
You are not a metaphor, A mere figure of speech, You are real and raw, Beyond my grasp and reach. Your beauty leaves me in awe,
You are divine, an imperfect masterpiece, A work of art that's never done, A canvas painted with such ease, It's beauty shines like the sun.
With waves that whisper secrets to the shore, Where wildflowers waltz and winds explore, Wandering through woods, where willows weep,
Nature, the muse, now whispers at last. Naked trees sway in the breeze so gentle, Nimble deer prance, wild and free, so ample.
Beneath my black skin beats a brave heart, Battling bias with each breath I take. Boldly bearing burdens from the start,
