Peach soft and sweet is that child of mine,
Whose sunshine smiles fill my day.
The gentle kisses that he gives me
Worth more than hard diamonds.
Peach soft and sweet are those cheeks of his
That conceal no hard stone beneath.
The gentle kisses that I give them
Worth more than thorned roses.
Peachsoft and sweet that is voice of his
That coos dovelike in our ears
The gentle kisses dance in the air
Worth more than life’s brief flame.
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Fragments of Love & Death
PoetryA collection of poems inspired by my loves, my dreams and those who I have lost.
