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| Poet: Anicha250 |
| Category: Life |
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It is solid clear with no hidden passages
I am holding on to the pureness of my heart
It has no color, no red of the roses it’s made from
No blood, no flesh, just the simple mirror of love
It is firm but breathes with a sensation of beauty
I lay it in the palm of my hands and it beats of passion
Of an unbreakable motion that continues in a rhythm
It sings the music of my essence with perfect absolute
The breeze of life caresses the purpose of its emotion
I’m inspired; not only by love but by the glory of life
I couldn’t help to watch myself dancing in its mirror
Looking at my curves to appreciate my innate beauty
Touching my skin with the back of my hand
To taste the silk
My heart is a diamond
Shaped not to ever break from a fall
It flairs my senses with beautiful thoughts
Like the smell of the flower garden of creation
Diamond, not stone; beautiful like the stars in my eyes
Every time I think of you
Anita-Charlotte Okpeolou
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Copyrights 2009
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