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True love
Contributed by
girish
on
Saturday, 14th October 2006 @ 11:06:33 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Bright full-moon were I, crafted like an art piece In full splendour, remaining with my love at ease And keep watching with my eternal lids apart Like the stars in the sky that never depart, The waves from the seas that, are priest-like, That move to and fro with the shores strike Or gazing on the new white soft-fallen mask Of snow spread on the mountains rocks Or admire the clouds that go on with the moon, Raising from earth they have this destined boon, Noyet still steadfast and unchangeable wishes To pillow my lips upon my fair love`s ripening lips And feel forever its sweet, that`s always swollen Which made me get all wealth from heaven, Time to awake forever from this sweet unrest Still, my mind longs to hear her tender breath A reason to find her in the hearts of thou And to realize how rich I am, having her love And so live everor else swoon in death A life like this, will anyone have in this earth?
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girish
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2006-10-14 23:06:33] (Date/Time posted on
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