Cherry Orwell Biography

It was for the first time, in my life
had I stressed,
About your eyes.
Those shades of black with a tint of glow,
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Compacted with her feelings,
she drove to the city
a letter in her shaking hands,
Praying, she closed her eyes,
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I hath loved him more than eager love's bay,
whose love for the sky shone brighter than the sun.
I hath loved him more than the oceans,
the way they showed their love for the shore.
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Twinkling, shining little stars
Danced along the moon
Showing off their radiance.
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Have I ever told you?
Your eyes are as beautiful as the stars,
a pair of jewels hanging on a beautiful frame.
Your smile is as pleasant as spring,
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