Near

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Love Poems

Closing is the dawn of day,

Rising is the cold of night.

Shift me into a pondering beast,

Hold me as a delicate delight.

Near me sit you, breathing warm.

Sleeping am I, forever torn.

Hearing you are, frustraited by loss.

Seeing am I, hypnotized by love.

Follow the bird, sings he sweet tunes.

Dance in the wind, closely I feel you.

Now stay you here, with me forever near.

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12-08-08
~*Brittany Ann Beasley*~

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