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Spirits Scribing

Tags: love
Can you imagine?
A world without love
and no imagination. 

Words and no pages.
Sensuality passé.
Dead spirits scribing,
without soul. 

Trees are to nature,
as your love is to me.
Darkness comes to night,
in written phrases. 

Your kisses quotations,
caressing my thoughts.
Feeling your breath sigh,
my quill scribes emotions.
Tear drops of happiness
on pages. 

Stanzas of romance,
like your green eyes.
Glowing of prose.
My heart gives to you
bountiful love.

Can you imagine?
Dead spirits scribing,
without soul. 

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