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By wordley Date: 2010 Jan 10 Comment on this Work [[2010.01.10.06.19.11184]] |
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If I lose my eyes, would you be any less beautiful to me? That I could not see you would not change the way I feel Nor alter the way you fit inside my inner heart's lee Where you are kept safe sadness's cruel ordeal; Two useless orbs of tissue cannot capture all that is you, When working they saw only relected light, a part Of the greater goodness that fills my soul, and through All time I shall know the essence of you sweetheart; In my mind I carry your image, that will never fade, Or grow older with each passing year, as we tend to My hands will always know your softness, played With those parts that give pleasure to you my true Love of my life, who fills everyday with joy and passion, Who lets me rest safe and repleat between softest thighs For this is the woman who loves me, as is her fashion Who would never change, even if I lose my eyes... |