love
Temptation is never love
found impulses hide
from empty minded desire
time shapes every heart wish
but leaves no end
found impulses hide
from empty minded desire
time shapes every heart wish
but leaves no end
love
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
secret desire | 2 | 12/20/2008 |
Thirst your soul | 1 | 12/20/2008 |
Mother is beauty | 0 | 12/20/2008 |
love | 3 | 12/18/2008 |
Peaceful | 1 | 11/10/2008 |
Trapped | 4 | 11/10/2008 |
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