Raymond Sawyer


The Night That The Air Touch Once Heart With Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one wish to feel the touch of respect for one see the sun tat warm once heart but yet for the night slowly slip in for every star that one will see and yet just to look to the sky thus every star that one see is the angel of respect but yet the night that the air touch once heart with respect.


But when the moon raise for the stars will sparkle with respect thus for when the moon shine for every where one see is the angel of respect but yet where there happiness for one feel the touch of respect every rose that one see in the night for it's been touch with respect yet for every rose been touch with respect for the rose is the rose of the angel that fill the rose with respect.


Some where a heart wish for the touch of respect just to look to the sky for there eyes of the angels that wait for a heart to fill with respect but every rose that one touch will bloom in full and yet just to look into once eyes for one see the respect that the angel touch with respect the night that the air touch once heart with respect.


For where there the sun for one will feel the light of the moon and yet when one see the moon light for the moon light is the light of a angel with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect yet the night that the air touch once heart with respect.

Topic(s) of this poem: than-bauk

Form: Ballad


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Well good morning to all the people that come to just get a good cup of fresh cup of coffee just before they have to go to work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015



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