Every night, my eyes are holding,
The night.
My eyes are looking
At the bright light.
There's a fine lady
Smiling .
Her eyes, catches my attention
It is sparkling.
Until, I was tapped by my spirit,
She is the one.
The one that you are waiting.
She will be friending,
You will be friending,
Each soul, for a purpose.
Purpose of fitting,
For one's understanding.
For one's longing
For one's looking
For a, trusted, one.
I have seen it,
In my dream.
That she will be,
The one.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
