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Tides
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Love Poems He comes like the tide
warm sunset eyes, gather stars.
On the sands I wait for miracles,
my mind leaves those lofty spires
Love has no compensations,
needs no diminished returns,
pure crystal dreams kiss me,
stars in deep agreement with my soul.
Verdant grasses of mystical spring,
music like the joy of birth,
his voice speaks in satin words,
his poetry like placid waters,
fire of Pele and songs
with kiss of dawn and dappled bliss.
We are entangled
symbiotic tides wash the night.
