Thursday, December 27, 2012

The Thought

The thought was of
such beauty, and how
enchanting was it to

Another thought was
a daydream, of  the
sweet tender love
my mind did see

And another was of
a moment seized,
embracing this love
I truly need…

While the last thought
was of treasuring your
gentle love, just as much
as you treasure me.

The  Brown One Poet
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