My Poetry, Philosophy, Thoughts and Ideas.

11/25/2003

A Poem

my letters dance as you read
my heart becomes the lute that beats
my fingers becomes a sculptors art
i was born inhere with a lovers heart
you dance inside me, with wisdom and love
paradise descends thy footsteps of love
my eyes wishes to see the world through you
all i wish ,is to be reborn loving you

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