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It’s only light that brings the storm’s surcease
from longings that encompass every night. -
Upon a midnight darkly came the frost,
the killing wind that steals the souls from lives. -
Once you’ve released resistance to my charms,
I’ll revel in the wonder of your laughter. -
My velvet eyes caress each line of face
as music sweeps us in its lively beat16 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 4 3:41 AM. In Sonnet, Bowlesian Sonnet, Iambic, Unrequited Love, Sadness -
You want to be with me? Let’s do it soon.
We find each other something that is rare. -
Do not pretend that you might come to want
the precious gem I once gave you for free.
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