The stars are like the everlasting love,
Their warmth of charming brilliance, so above
With grace like the sleek calmness of a dove.
Their eloquent essence, one can dream of,
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My life, ever since then has been really dry.
Situation, where traits of boredom do lie,
To escape from dreadful anguish, as I try,
It is so bad, that I ‘am about to fry.
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My words of love sun-beamed, I say.
Extend to your heart, as I may,
To season your love as the way.
Upon you, my love steeled I lay.
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Your brown eyes
Have this inwardness
That is jazz to my soul,
Imparting in me,
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My poetry
Is a garden,
Where I sow
Some words
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Exhaling fun,
True as the one
To dazzle on
Greatly above
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The mighty blues roar
As they wave ashore,
Wildly as before
Endlessly on more.
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My mother of a good heart with so much to share,
Like the mother hen with love in her store so spare.
She conveyed me to this world with oceanic care,
Raised me to be good like her, who in life is fair.
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May God’s Divine Glory
Put forth serenity
Into us to value
And accept to be true
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