Tower Of Her Love Poem by Louis Borgo

Wind of wind haste among the sky pen point the sculpture now close one eyes

A build a house among the sea sit among captivate like bronze to a medalist

To smile a pond a river and to found shadow would you feel warm

To dine at at a table Ming and well how well would one tell a store


The intend of the inhibition show victory well warn and won

Ideas sculptural like a well to a deed



Foreign eyes Foreign sea thirsty from a well hinder to legs

New and truth tradition moves the sea like a cannon rapid fire all that one sees

Lovely as a feature caring at night

To be the quest to be the understand hits miles from home the way she thrush

To smile a pond a river and to found shadow would you feel warm

To dine at at a table Ming and well how well would one tell a story


To be here to be there to think about a con that is a forward will

Passion under take the hate from the rain tide a waves build like tower with out warning

But none surpass here or her will to keep or wont is it of pass good will

Fortune loose Fortune well that of a man trial for her words

To dine at at a table Ming and well how well would one tell a story.