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Love Sonnet 03: My Love Is The Kiss Of The Morning Dew,

My love is the kiss of the morning dew,
Pure as the meadow rain that makes grass grow,
Or else, as tears that jealous lovers knew,
Or water from the falls that rocks would throw;
Her smile is as flight on wings of delight,
That raised my dreams, to ascend skies so high,
Which kept Euphoria very well in sight,
Never to fear of running out of sky;
Her touch, soft as though petal falling down,
Torn from rose wildly tossing in the wind,
Landing on my face, smothering a frown,
And all pervading cares, it would rescind;
......Could Heaven send an angel much fairer?
......Yet, for my love, it can't belittle her?
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poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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