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A 5-second window in his eyes, love shone through, glorious and true. Fated words formed shapes on his sweet mouth, my hand stopped them from coming out. Some words speak of love and eternity, but that which infuses words with meaning and sincerity is capricious and inconstant. Not a single word, love's most loose anchor. Should love move you each day close, my soul would radiate through heaven and hell. |
Very sweet and well-written poem... This is the type I like to read about love poems.. I like all your poem but this lines most: " A 5-second window in his eyes, love shone through, glorious and true. Fated words formed shapes on his sweet mouth, my hand stopped them from coming out. " That is a great moment that you described.. Well done. | Posted on 2006-12-10 00:00:00 | by Khaled AbdAllah | [ Reply to This ] | |