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Everything She Does is Love
Contributed by
Durango
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Monday, 7th May 2018 @ 04:02:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Everything she does is love,
Within my thoughts I linger on her,
Everything she does I/'/m proud of.
I/'/m in love with her and then,
I fall in love again.
Everywhere she goes there/'/s cause
To hold her hand and walk ever with her,
Everything she does just draws me
To find what makes her smile,
And show her things worthwhile.
Inside her eyes a light will glow
To lift the sun that shines tomorrow;
She looks at me and my heart flows
To where she goes, where she goes.
Everything she does is sweet,
Springtime thoughts and summer laughter,
Everything she does completes me.
My love that I adore,
In her, I need nothing more.
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Durango
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2018-05-07 04:02:56]
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Re: Everything She Does is Love
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by softerware on
Tuesday, 8th May 2018 @ 04:17:42 AM AEST
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A poem written as a love sonnet. This would be a beautiful song as well.
Your affection makes your writing versatile. You have proven once again, that love is the universal heart speak.
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Re: Everything She Does is Love
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 13th May 2018 @ 09:38:40 AM AEST
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wondrous poem!
Love glows
A dog barks when they know
when they do not the muffle
like a shadow underneath
a wondrous tree
When the tree dies
parts of the bark slough off
And the tree starts to bow
at first a slant, before
it falls, taking with it
its jumble of root
leaving all it knows
yet knowing full well
that it is part of this Earth
where it had with the seasons
under the sun dropped many
of its leaves
It sits still then
spactacularly
in the same exact place
sits its memories
But I am thinking
you are talking about
your daughter, or a women
you love
And I guess it is not so hard
to wonder why,
because it is so true
Halei is a beautiful
name
Peace!
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