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Dedicated to you.

Poetry By: Francis Berryman
Poetry



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: 34    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.

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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.

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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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