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MY ETERNAL LASS


I thought of our past years Which was as lovely as a rose My eyes were twinkling with tears Dancing on my cheeks, to you it bows We talked with open heart and tongue Till the church clock chimes As a pair, though we were young And made witty rhymes To seek thee did I rove Breaking the silence of seas, All my way, I bore thee my love, Which is eternal, but not a lease, My eyes are crying, By the tears of your beauty. From my heart its flowing, Carrying my love in plenty...
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jwiener
This is a beautiful poem, and has such a nice flow. Also, you send a very powerful message about how love, even if it begins when we are young, can be eternal.

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