PRAISING

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7th January 2018

eyes of yours, touch my heart

in you resides the eternal beauty
you truly are an art
praising you is my duty


softness of yours touches my withered soul, fulfilling me
together our souls abide

your soul indwell in mine
departs never, always mine

unpraised beauty is like rain in desert...lost forever
beauty is to be admired and to be told.

words end, praising you

but, this is how i tell you

-your soul to me

abide...❤

~vnsk

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