Category : Poems

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When I think about being
With you I think about the
Sunset;
The environment becomes so
Beautiful I'm glad we met.
I love seeing everything
Colored in gold;
I love hearing you tell stories
Of the classic old.
I imagine the ocean colored
In fuchsia;
Our hands hold each other
Close not wanting to depart.
I can hear the seagulls calling
Each other;
This is our moment there may
Never be another.
Honest hearts bound by the
Spell of love;
Blessed by gods angels
Watching from above.
Soul mates that shall last
A lifetime;
Challenged by the sphinx of
Life given a special rhyme.