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a poem defining the beauty of first lo9ve |
Our love Beneath the dark sea of my hollow dreams I once saw a light quivering I don’t know whether I drew near or it came to me but I found it raising itself as a constant source rather than a quivering one a distinct array rather than a spark slowly and timely it came to me enlightening my world of hope I saw it split away all the dark from my eyes opening them to a new world of belief and satity to that moment when it entered me there was nothing in my world other than sheer belief on that divine ray of hope all doubts disbelief and half truths seemed to be fleeing away only one truth survived -Your eyes lookingdown deep into mine speakin to me a world more than words could say making me feel the divinity of love, its enormosity, the strength with which it traces its path from a heart to a heart, or through the rough terrain of life that was the time when I felt life to its truest - I was in your arms learning that the world still had something that I should live for a thing more beautiful than heaven and its gestures, sweeter than a sea of elixir, endless as time and bigger than eternity Its, Its Our love |