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A Meeting

The eyes of glass look
Through oblique frame of mind;
Be a sweet bird to be loved
To lend your heart and kind;

Long tresses have dreams
Of a night of meeting and kissing;
The running of fingers on lips
Without you I must be missing.

Come to sleep under moon
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Friday, May 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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