poverty (Remove filter)
Whispers of Forever
Your eays hold stars that light my way
A gently grow at the break of day.
Your touch is warmth, aspak to true
Like dawn's soft kiss and drops of dew.
Each Breath you take , a song so sweet
A melody where heartbeats meet.
Your laughter dances in the air
A whispered promise, light and rare.
Through storm aand sun , through time untord
Your love is fire, fierce yet gold.
...Saturday 29th March 2025 2:59 am
Recent Comments
John Coopey on BLUE PLAQUE FOR YOUR MP
5 minutes ago
Naomi on MARIGOLD
31 minutes ago
AirlogRigsMaria on Gray Hair
2 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on for the Unbroken
7 hours ago
Trevor Alexander on Favorite Poet
11 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Just Smile!
13 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Just Smile!
13 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Start Monday
16 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on When Tyrants Fall
16 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The 'Perfect Son'
16 hours ago