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The GOOD Lovers Poem
by Joshua Hazel Delphine
As I sit in my own sedation of the heart;
A light shines through like a sword through the core
Of my being.
She gnaws at my loneliness, a foe of my sorrow.
Eyes like diamonds glimmering and reflecting her love.
Lips like the petals of a rose.
Hands as delicate as porcelain.
A voice like a cool ocean mist spraying my face,
Soothing my soul.
I cannot describe your personality.
It is like an enigma. I cannot comprehend your mind.
Yet forbidden is your love to me
Like a bird in flight you drift from me and then...
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