My True Love
Along came the thought
on a dark dusky day
Where is my true love?
Oh she has lost her way
yet her smile is blameless
and will forever be
something more than priceless
in... the perfectness I see.
My True Love
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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
anrrockz’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Someday | 0 | 12/06/2010 |
| My True Love | 0 | 12/06/2010 |
| Where were you | 1 | 12/06/2010 |
| Only My Angel | 2 | 11/06/2008 |
| Imagine | 1 | 11/06/2008 |
| I see.. | 1 | 11/05/2008 |
| I thought I could | 2 | 11/05/2008 |
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