Blinding colors see the dark, as midnight sings its brush of art,
And dreams escape the wakeful eye, and gentlly kisses men goodbye.
My love, alas I dream of you,
In life in sleep its all anew.
Your beauty pierces both my eyes,
No shadows in eternal guise.
What i get is only truth,
Lost love alone, your heart the proof,
Our souls will always then combine.
And dreams will be fulfilled.
My lovers dream and deep reply.
My sorrowful quaint and still repreive.
My heart forever stilled.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2026 20:21
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Comments1
A lovely love poem written in good style with rhyme. Nicely done
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