My Sweetheart

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    My Sweetheart

    Love is the never-ending universe that holds the glistening stars,
    Love is the peaceful dewdrop you find on the grass,
    Love is the comforter of the soul.

    Love is the rose that blumes every day with remarkable beauty,
    Love is the strike of cupid's unexpectant arrow,
    Love is the happiness of heart.

    The expression of love enlightens all things.

    Love is, also, between two beings,
    One of them is a man I know,
    Which leaves a song in my heart,
    A man who I love and loves me.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    himelissa’s Poems (8)

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    Night on the Town 1
    Basement Dilema 1
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    Missing you as days drift by 1
    Lost in moonlight 2
    Death of a friend 1
    My Sweetheart 0
    Husband's love 1