Adore the young nurse, but can’t tell her
Her brown eyes, her beautiful alluring smile,
Piercing through his ruined soul, as she walks
By his room, her silhouette mirror the wall
Her silky pasty garb, he glimpses an angel
Adore the young nurse, but can’t tell her
As you go through the saunter of existence,
You are an apprentice of the rainstorm of time
As the day went by, starting to reflex back
On all his life preferences, tears on his eyes
Adore the young nurse, but can’t tell her
Memories of His precedent, as his wits wonder
She curves above him, for his final medicine
Open up say the nurse, her charming tone
Thaw His ailing heart, Secret to the grave
Adore the young nurse, but can’t tell her
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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well this is one i took in and went into several different directions
you wrote it so well
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hey you are back????
hope all is well, glad to see a new post from you
Love light & laughter
Tasha
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guess i need to read it once again.... ;-)
very gentle feeling after reading. he had a pure heart i would say. and you put it great to understand . well done
and Merry X-mas
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