Precious Love Poem by Fate McFate

Precious Love



Your purity is too brazen
Like a flower that no bee has come upon

Your eyes speaks of your precious heart
Like a gold not yet refined

You are like the holy inner court
Before the curtains were torn in half

A pure soul like the walls of virgins womb
Or the first embryo from the wedding night.

Sunday, August 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: desire,love
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