isolated by me
You have become isolated
by your own fragrant beauty
A poetic freedom that is held
in a way that no other can equal
For my gaze you own all
that is throughout the present tense
Title: | Man |
Again your precious eye captures me and my hope becomes like the sun Burning gloriously...as the life pleaser but suddenly, reality is as a cloud. To strike again, ... and gone the warmth... To those dreams lived with in hope... By... Simon Auchterlonie
Title: | Man |
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