Ashore
Mystery at the core of loveSmile carved on her lips all adore
Simple innocence colors the wings of the dove
Warm hands made of truth makes thy faith restore
History teaches knowledge that was waste
Repent is what one learns from haste
Minds and souls have been thrown out spaced
Fools of the jewel-tomb have turned two-faced
Glance behind your shoulder and see the pain
Nevermind, cause its been done long before
Flirt with temptation and tangle the chain
It ain't gonna be far till washed ashore
Confusin' lines might appear so hazy
My eyes collide with my mind for there ain't a boundary
There lies a reason beneath words so deep
Lateral minds will uncover these mysterious lines to sleep
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-04-27 at 05:18
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