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Love, feel me what my thoughts belie
Love, show me all unimagined
Love, fly me on the wings of wind
Love, hold me till they scream: my veins
Love, hurt me till they bleed: my pains
Love, seed the flower over where I lie
Love, hover nigh as a butterfly
Labels: poetry
3 Comments:
Beautiful......
Like this much, much more than Introspection.
Its beautiful !
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