Yasmine

silver willow in the blue of sky
summers flowers in a dreamers eye
love was but a touch with memory
and time was filed emery
like casting wight doves across the sea
to where she so solemnly stands
in a dress made of diamond hands
her hair dark as night and scented jasmine
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Posted: Aug 2019

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Very beautiful descriptive poem.

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I love this poem.heart beating teddybear
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