Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Thy doth ponder every nigh under blanketted stary sky, wouldst yee bless tis fool with but a kiss or smile and hug of bliss, thee with eyes sparkling so like glowing stars tin nigh sky doth behold, lips a pucker like sweet flush nectar, as thee hair a glimmer doth sway upon each a breeze almost commanding tin serenity thy taketh knee, Upon yee thy goddess behold pure perfection of Ancient love souls doth bound, awaiting thy shalt ever promise till two hearts as one beat anew granting lineage evermore be thou truest clue...