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The Laurel Tree

Poetry By: seven

just a poem!

Submitted:Dec 3, 2006    Reads: 101    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

You lay in wait, behind a laurel tree.

And everything was pleasent.

You a woman, a wanderer like me.

I barely heard you.

You, came in ypur satin gown.

And, suddenly beauty is very much you.

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