Saturday, August 27, 2011

Pearl of my purple ...

Pearls are so kind
So is a women's breast
Night of many wing's nest
Never do they lie
When there is a rain
They never shower undue

Dew hopes for a mist
Dust is so imminent
Bygone chains
Boast of many nations
Left and right of light
Cannot be undue

Darkness thrives
Devoid of a sea hawk

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