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spring

forth within a hand filled as of blind hope.
beats the breath of bounds, that holds with in thy heart.
spilled from colors of moon light and darkness.
come to within the light.
which you have held in thy yellow eye.
for feeding thy lust for growth upon me.
bring to soar in the loving grace.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: i really don't know why i called this one [spring] it just somehow feels of a time when its is still winter. but spring too.

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: USA

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

13 years 11 months ago

Hi night

i like this deep poem, I notice a misspelling in one word" loveing or loving"