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A Woman
To what shores, fall the waves, of your silken streams, The limpid blue of the depths, filling my very dreams, A more beautiful body I never saw, Only drempt of the day, To view the darkened depths, and the surface's sway. A poetry in motion, you flow quickly by, Enchanting and revealing, in the beholder's eye, Such beauty as I see in you, No way, an end, An angel in this world, heaven's angelic send. The gentle to and from, never ceasing to move, Carving an enternal nich, a deepening groove, Dancing as to music, Unheard to the ear, A sound so far away, and yet, so you are so near. |
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