The Beauty of Your Soul
I'm not in love with your body but your soul
It rages like an Ocean's storms
The moon showers in a blue glow
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PoesíaMy internal feelings were bubbling into thoughts, forming into words, growing wings, and taking flight, reaching the ears and minds of others, expressing something more significant than a sentence, a hollowed moment of life's waves. I hope these wo...
The Beauty of Your Soul
The Beauty of Your Soul
I'm not in love with your body but your soul
It rages like an Ocean's storms
The moon showers in a blue glow
