Love You

Joy everlasting rains forever pouring through my soul of souls

Indestructible as the very blades of Heaven's lawn growing oh so h i g h

Light, living light shines in her god given grays giving ways appear

Love, love too immanent to conceal now nigh to reveal . . . 




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-02-17 at 23:19

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah an acrostic, it'd appear :) She obviously means a great deal for you going by the words here. Sweet smiling love comes through.
2014-02-19

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Dear Ghost, Loret.
by Chaucer Whethers