Sunday, 22 November 2015

Phoenix

A heart as pure as gold is hard to find
Sometimes the innocence does not exist
A beauty warm and whole inside a mind
Exterior that also matches this

An anger raging spawned from passion's flames
A burning pulse as strong as that of Gods
A caring heart that could not be contained
Exist on Earth well surely such cannot

And yet it seems a beauty does exist
A love as natural as burning sun
Intelligent not pellucid but this
Remains the one to whom my heart belongs

You made me realise what I can do
So half of my achievements lay with you

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