A piece of life,
So dim yet bright.
Forgotten by me,
But remembered by all.
Fractured from love,
that shaped two hearts.
Together, apart.
From a memory so clear.
The warmth I felt,
With the touch of your hand.
Upon the face of love.
Fractured this passion remains the same.
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Author:
Alfred Lord Tennyson (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2019 07:59
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Profound message. May the face of love keep touching us by its hand as you so well write.
this was beautiful 🙂
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