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Such were the joys

Such were the joys,
When we were girls and boys,
That at night when we lay in our nest
Ready for rest,
We were no more seen
Beneath the fair moon beams.

When into play came those rosy lips,
Dews of passion arose in vapoured wisps.
As your fingers lay fitted in mine,
The faithless turned to think of the divine.
And all that was chained in depth and height,
Had broadened, freeing the so...

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youthjoydesire

Significance of the Nineteenth Autumn

As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.

The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.

As I gaze into the vast emptiness
The dawning...

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Eternal Moment

A  sky  for  a  blanket .
Blue  and  light   blue, grey  and  dark  grey.
Clouds  as  moths  wavering  to  and  afar,
Circling  natures  son  in  the  cradled  hood.

Ah!  Let  my  breath  catch  this  beauteous  scene
Behold-
Could  I  escape  from  you?
I  hold  my  breath  to  capture  this  moment
Eternal-
None  would  need  nepenthe.
This slumber of nature has made me hold my breat...

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Deemed Rapture

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some day in the future

dawn will break again

 

None be grudges nursed

 or space  for any disdain

 

Where vales be pristine

 living modest and plain

                                                                                                                                                                                  

Bliss ...

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