Come With Me, Poem by maxpoet beauty

Come With Me,



Come with me,
Come with me,
That our's song is an abiding,
Come with me,
The pain is so lovely when I cry,
Iam so inlove with a nature's egoism,
Come with me,
That we may see Beauty of never ending clouds,
My heart is aching for real love.

Saturday, January 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: iam
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Sreelekha Premjit 21 January 2009

May u find real love.. nice thought.

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