My Gentle Brother, of skin most fair,
Into whose eyes I may not stare.
Your warm carress on my skin I feel,
And I know my love for you is real.
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Superb Juan! Your words shine like the sun on a perfect day (in the Mojave, of course!) .
a poem. Has a nice way of making linguistic archaicisms (most fair; mood ever somber) sound necessary and natural;
a poem. Has a nice way of making linguistic archaicisms (most fair; mood ever somber) sound necessary and natural;
face so fair, I like it. face is the index of heart. thanks.
A wonderful tribute for your brother. Very well written and rhymed. Great stuff Juan.