The heart swelled,
And her essence sparked many hues to evolve,
every tincture had your shade,
Every possibility exuding blessing from above
The odds favored me,
So was my lost love,
With you I had peace,
Like the quietude of thousand doves.
And I lived in that trice,
Didn’t expect anything more,
All I desired was the moments to stay
I had what I need,
Some treasured peace from past yore.
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Lovely. 🙂
Beautifully wriiten
Thank you so much
You are Welcome 🙂👍
Thank you so much 😊🌸
😊🌸
Wonder what you do in breakfast….perfection? haha!
what do you eat*
Lol. Perfection is misleading 😊🌸
Lol. That is is a good one
Only when we think it is….
True.