Our love emerged like the mists of morning glory,
The purity bloomed as the sun rejoiced proudly.
Yesterday's blades shrouded with dew,
Magic interlaced our dreams anew.-SweetRose0320-
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The Cry Of The Lost Heart
PoesiaThis is the cry of my soul, the cry of my lost heart. (completed)
Morning Dew
Our love emerged like the mists of morning glory,
The purity bloomed as the sun rejoiced proudly.
Yesterday's blades shrouded with dew,
Magic interlaced our dreams anew.-SweetRose0320-