She
She is sunshine through rain; Through her the mundane Becomes beautiful and bright As dull drops glisten with her light And paint rainbows on a leaden sky. She is the sunshine and I Cannot help but love. Sign in to see full entry.
Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: She
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The collected output of a poetic impulse allowed to run free; creativity in rythmed lines. I invite you to my metaphorical truths.
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