With so sweet lips she says words, my fair dame,
That lift me above all the clouds in the beautiful skies
To bring Heaven to me, the golden home of the wise,
Still lesser than mine, for my goddess is here, uttering my name.
Her alabaster skin glows in the sun
Faerie dust glitters in her eyes
Her smile broadens, makes my heart with pride rise,
Causes all my sorrows to be undone.
Lightheaded, I head into her room
A marble palace holding treasures untold,
Which are just like her soul, sapient and old,
Just one look at her makes my love bloom.
Like a flower it is, or a sweet fruit
Constantly growing from the smallest of drops
Little hints and signs that arise my hopes
And make me your grace endlessly salute.
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It is awesome Ana
Great job Ana,the poem is really beautiful,keep up the good work. -
t is awesome
Great job Ana,the poem is really beautiful,keep up the good work
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