She was like a
Beauty of full moon.
He was like a
Blessing of first rain.
She was as
Bright as sun.
He was as
Deep as ocean.
Love has its own way.
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Misted Heart
PoesiaI promise you a love, that is so deep and pure, and a reality, so bizarre. •Poetries and rants, that comes from deep within. By: A Misted Heart.
Love
She was like a
Beauty of full moon.
He was like a
Blessing of first rain.
She was as
Bright as sun.
He was as
Deep as ocean.
Love has its own way.
