Art

by abrar   May 26, 2011


Your passion
Lit a glowing fire
That filled my soul
With sweet desire
You're all
That I was dreaming of
and the flower i saw,
Was made of love
You worked your art
Around my heart,
Your deeds have spread
Each intricately
like strange yellow woven threads,
You dried my tears,
With so much care
you also helped me understand,
this is why my love to you is so strong,
and so i love you,

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