You are like the sun to a growing tree
you are everything pure to me
your eyes are like glowing flames
oh I wish we shared names
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heart when pure by the semblance of beauty blue blood still flows cascading by the flames of passion the doll of desire raves up over the thirsty lips love seems to bestirs across the sweet desire of the soul................love wishful yet razzle in the wave of ocanic blue, joy when resonant by the heart streaming scarlet red.wellpenned,10+, thanks for sharing
...amazing artistic expressions...............10