Her face
shining in the dead of night.
Her soul
shining to keep the light.
She brings me back
from the edge I walk.
She brings me back
with a simple talk.
Her eyes
shining across the miles.
Her heart
shining through all the trials.
She brings me back
to a place I need.
She brings me back
where I don't bleed.
Does she know
what she's done?
Does she care
that I feel?
Can she know
that the light has won?
Wow, you just amaze me You capture every single moment, every glimpse of the eye, everything It's just great
Great write Brian. I liked the ending where you say that it was her inner and outer beauty that captured you and brought you to her presence (where you don't bleed) . Top marks! -Michael
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I would like to translate this poem
amazing, i am speechless