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Helena which is a changed name, is an Italian Sonnet. I wrote this poem for my Russian friend. I Love her but she is in relationship with someone else so I could not get her. Truth is she doesn't love me and love cannot be imposed so I took my steps back for her happiness.
Poetry | Updated Mar 10, 2015 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
How a loving presence, a vision of love and caring - that of an angel - with their magic, words and touch can soothe you and fill you with pure bliss. They can make you cry - beware, for their love is so powerful.