Keeper Of The Flame - Poem by Andy Brookes
Mahogany eyes, cocoa skin taught, sleek ebony against, my moon pale skin.
we wrote our love poem, have written it in the stars,
our love never dies for I am its keeper,
the keeper of the flame to dance solo where once we together danced our starry dreams, but what's left now is but lonely nights.
14/11/17 21: 03
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