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Dedicated to you.

Poetry By: Francis Berryman

Life hurts, as is its nature, but nothing is as painful as love.

Dedicated to the one that broke my heart.

Submitted:Jul 17, 2012    Reads: 36    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Looking into your eyes, pools of serenity,

Those lips I have known, that I knew,

Immaculate as always, in a face of perfection,

And still I look, so as to dream of you.


Drawn back to your eyes, enchanting and deep,

Then down and down, to cheeks I have kissed,

The hair that frames, hanging so beautifully,

So much to see, so much I've missed.


Just to hear you laugh, to bathe in your voice,

To hold you so close, a wondrous Seraph,

To be with you, to be happy,

Instead of alone, with your photograph.


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