A Touch Of We Poem by Madrason .

A Touch Of We

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A Touch of We

Did not I see what my heart whispered to me
did not those birdeyes sing so silently
did those unsudden promises not shake my tree
was not my passion there to set me free;
i miss a true stroke, i miss a touch of We


Madrason 29-04-2009

Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: passion
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