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WHILE THE LOVE LIVES IN ME

Poetry By: Soulmirror
Romance



the birth is the curse...


Submitted:Aug 1, 2011    Reads: 31    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


Hope's dying young

Deathbed and the silence

The blind eyes

-Open door to the frozen soul

Press your lips to my shoulder

Undress me and make me safe

Shivering inside as your breaths haunt my neck

While the love lives in me

While the blaming dawn steals the dream

While disgrace poisons the heart

The first sunrise beams bedding in the cradle of regret

Falling into unknown

The taste of lips opiates every inch of my bleeding soul

The naked limbs, two angels and the passion's play

Every kiss bereaves me of the pain with such care

Only moans out of soul unashamed bare

While the love lives in me

While the blaming dawn steals the dream

While disgrace poisons the heart

The first sunrise beams bedding in the cradle of regret

Ah…come sleep

While the love lives in me

While the blaming dawn steals the dream

While disgrace poisons the heart

The first sunrise beams bedding in the cradle of regret





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