Pleasure And Honour Of Love Poem by Mehdi Chith

Pleasure And Honour Of Love



To what do I owe the pleasure, to gaze upon your beauty may I inquire, when a thousand eyes have seen you pass by, yet your eyes gaze upon my own.
To what do I owe the honour, having you stand beside me, your shadow interlocked with my own, our hands clasped together.

Friday, December 7, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,eyes,together
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Mehdi Chith

Mehdi Chith

Liverpool, Sydney, Nsw, Australia
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