Disallow what hits you to ever touch the ground.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Revival of Passion.

Submitted: October 20, 2011

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Submitted: October 20, 2011

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Never would I leave you my wordy companion. For that though I am quiet, my mind never is. You're always In my thoughts, a covenant was what's made. A gift would not be given away, for a gift needs nursing. So it would flourish and blossom into what wonders one could only imagine. My treasure are you my love, no companion could fit the impression you left. Not even fingers of a daisy, nor lips softer than the hem of garments. Poetry, no regrets have I since the day you found me. 


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