To More Wilting Roses
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You are my home
my morning and night
Sun and moon
Art and craft
France and RomeWith care I place
The thoughts of you
Your pretty face
Your touch of grace
Memories newI miss you now
I want you here
For losing you is my greatest fearI write my lines
And speak my mind
and rid these bonds of anger that bind and reside to resign any sign of my hearts devine happiness I'm declinedFor no thought of your beauty can be bound by no man, mortal, or mistake
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Extraordinary! Love the emotion put into this beautiful poem.
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@CCreads

thanks!! -
@Equinox
For Losing you is my greatest fear
Excellence my friend -
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