Beautiful Lorath Poem by Ezio Olubelleau
Beautiful Lorath
Lorath was her name,
The beautiful lady,
In flowing silk,
I met by the river,
The other day.
Her laughter danced,
Like ripples on water.
Her gaze engulfed
My will like a fig tree.
Lorath she was called,
And in her presence,
I forgot all that was.
Thursday, May 15, 2025
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