My Beloved

My Beloved short poem

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Someday she will come for me
with eyes filled with colors of ocean and hair wet in rain…
Her basket full of roses –
their petals may fall by the evening but their beauty forever remain
Someday she will come for me, I know,
and I’ll confuse her with dreams,
then with her long ivory fingers she will touch my soul and wake me again…

Someday she will come, I know
her eyes filled with colors of ocean and hair wet in rain. . .

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Preeti
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A hope, a longing somewhere deep in the heart….simply amazing!

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