For true lovers


TWISTED FATE



Spellbound in my view
A distinct virgin mind
A tossed of desires
Has no substituted for her

Chapel of grace and grass
Hidden her faith and path
Mediocre minds could judge
Yet she fed on her thought

Daily bread to my thought
A concept to imaginaries
Cringe of fear to lose
Made my heart fragile

Illusory love we embraced
Castle of cedar her cosmic view
Treading and optimistic in it.
But my endless passion of eternity
Remains the blood of her blood




Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 19:53

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Sabrina
Beautiful, just beautiful!! :)

Hugs,
Sabrina
2006-11-09