A Whisper of Lov

To dance in a midday

dream, flowing rocky roads

up stream…

 

Their hurricane of lov

now whispered from lost

angels above…

 

Mystic pleasures

long lost daughters

within

their mind full of

honest leisures…

 

Storming waves

agape lov, she freely gave

until her father, an oldman

ending days…

 

Quiet, kind, distant banter

bringing rainbow smiles

to an oldmans

laughter…

 


A Whisper of Lov

A Whisper of Lov

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