On Missing You

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I love to marvel Nature,

a beautiful creature is she.

I love to watch her dance,

amidst the blue-green trees.


I love the random wonders,

of beauty she portrays.

Like the jasmine and alamanda,

in magnificent array.


How I love her burnished skin,

of purple morning glory.

Her bronze skin decked with hibiscus,

and roses crimson red.


Her eyes are two pools of golden hazelnut.

Her hair is the silken black night,

glittering with silver stars.

She wears a dress of the sun and moon,

gold and silver

over the bronze of the earth.


Her heartbeat roars with passion

of the waves crashing against the shores,

wild and free.


The Eagle sits on the rugged crag,

wondering with eyes wandering at Lady Nature.

The reminiscence of one far away,

one whose earthy bronze skin glows in the warmth of the sun,

with eyes like two pools of hazelnut

and hair black as the silken night,

a-glitter with sliver stars.

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