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From the Blue eye'd baby
by Adam Haage Sparkled bright; Love's delight. A color casted spectrum filling the darkest night rising passions fervently lit Her female inducing fragrances; word by word so uniquely fit erodent coals of love, fire-side bedded for sweet starlit dreams of flowers unfolding Her legs like cherry trees, her breast like blossoms, lily lipped Groved by vineyards of lilacs, streamed by beds of roses and when spring leafs the smell of early morning peach just the thought of her put's ones belly in the drink Seeds of apricot, flowers of plum then right through the dandelion fields, here she comes Her love as sweet as birds and flowers caress the air and never again will one say that love's unfair She fills us like bowls of soup, tender nourished and when by her kiss, one feels that there's been nothing missed Eyes so blue sparkled bright; Love's delight Wisdom's color casted spectrum filling even the darkest night And to behold, the beauty of her face one just has to know, Her Name, must be Grace. Prophecy Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |