Her kisses they flood the room,
Yet she knows not the one she knows,
Her little arms they wrap around a selfish heart,
As a soul but drains in the midst she stands,
Her tears they fall like winter rain,
As her innocent love that two had passioned,
Wills not for him to go,
Yet she knows not the one she knows,
their seed finds comfort within his arms,
Though selfish heart he sees no clearer,
Love had tried but years have failed,
He still breathes the darkened fumes,
To tell a tale is one thing,
But to live this treachery is another,
Love lives on,
Within the depth of the eye of a mothers child,
There were Five,
But now one more love has come,
To make love stronger,
Strong enough to spread her wings and fly.
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Through My Eyes
PoetryIf there is one thing that I have learnt that has changed my outlook on life, is that every one of us has a story to tell, my poetry reveals the power of words that are hidden in the hearts of people, You are the poet in my eyes, you allow me to vis...
