Subjected to a sparkling gaze
The boy is subtly swept away
Azure winds ; hellish gales
Make the girl so brittle, frail
The darkest eyes will take his breath
His ears pick up the voice of death
She calls his name; she is a ghost
A floating soul without a host
A kiss is what it takes to bind
But to her image he is blind
To part ways is their destined fate
She's destined only to wait
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Comments
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Wonderful heart-felt passion here.
The rhyme scheme is good...have you ever thought about a revision
of this poem in free verse?
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Very flowing. I like it. It should be like a lullaby or something. lol.
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yay
you put it on here!
i love it like i said, it's awesome.
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