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My Soul Mate (Wings Of Steal)

Poetry By: Porcelain Jane

Love will always find a way to be there.

Submitted:Jun 24, 2014    Reads: 16    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

My Soulmate,

He approaches me with wings of steal,

Ridding life of darkness with no appeal,

He comes to me when in doubt most,

I often like to boast.

Face lit by candle light,

Sky lit by moonlight,

Here at my side he stays,

Forever in my gaze,

My Soulmate.


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