A Love Poem
You are the reviving spirit of a croon, softer in healing
You are the ecstasy of an unfolding poem, in mingling.
You are the love in those eyes , in the hour of an unconcerned noon
The silhouette of a forgotten intimacy, still longing under a lonely moon.
You are my blue sky reflecting on those big, tranquil eyes
You are a world in my whimsical palm, with notes of lyrical tries.
A gentle kiss of sunlight on a teardrop, sparkling on a promising morn.
The blissful memory of gentle touch, long remaining after the hour is gone.
You are a piece of melting ice in humility, a seepage of an utterly emotional fool Your easel colors the rainbow in a blossoming dream,love in the shining moon,full
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