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The One

By , everson, WA
Thy lips possess the color of passion
Glacial pools stream signs of a broken heart
But happily in my own possession
She and her partner’s ways shall never part

She sleeps like a lamb under the moonlight
Yet roars of a lion by days sunrise
Waterfalls of silk cause my great delight
Cascading downward a spelling demise

Her tongue may be sweet but stings of a bee
Marvelous beauty is all that I see
She seeks and searches for any soft soul
Harming it briefly then loving it whole


Love will last as it forever will be

A place in her heart nobody but me





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