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A Four Letter Word

Poetry By: IvyWinter

Playing around with the Shakespearean sonnet form.

Submitted:Aug 20, 2008    Reads: 110    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   

Your hands which fit my own in perfect sync
are warm and inviting in their embrace.
Your eyes leave me without a thought to think
except of comfort I find in this place.

And for all the tears I have ever shed,
the love you gives is greater than their whole.
And every gentle word your lips have said
has found a sanctuary in my soul.

So there they bloom like roses in the sun
and grow to define who I am to be
and every kiss of yours compares to none,
each a reminder of the joy in me.

So tell me now down which path shall we go?
I'll follow you, for you are all I know.


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