Caught in the lust of your
Beauty, you are the love
Of all love's. You are the
essence of all thats is bliss.
You are the sun rise, you
Are the moonlight. You
Are the morning mist;
That blankets the mountains.
You are a bouquet of flowers,
Growing wild in a medow;
Untouched by the decay
Of man.
I long for you like the,
flower longs for sunlight.
you are my goal, you
are my journey's end.
You are the poetic verses
Of god's, which i utter
not.
You are all that there is,
and all that there Will ever be. For you are The dream that wil never end.
Beauty, you are the love
Of all love's. You are the
essence of all thats is bliss.
You are the sun rise, you
Are the moonlight. You
Are the morning mist;
That blankets the mountains.
You are a bouquet of flowers,
Growing wild in a medow;
Untouched by the decay
Of man.
I long for you like the,
flower longs for sunlight.
you are my goal, you
are my journey's end.
You are the poetic verses
Of god's, which i utter
not.
You are all that there is,
and all that there Will ever be. For you are The dream that wil never end.
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