MY Beloved

You are a shinning light amidst the storm.

The lines of your form follow picturesque poetry.

As

Sadness is beautiful, andyou are empty.Empty like me.I see through you,through your eyes.I see your

She often wondered whether
They slipped from her hand at the same time,
Her life and her bouquet.
Or, if

Now and then he stops.

Lilacs tremble on the bush.

He returns to me.

Evening swells and spills

I was thinking of you today.

Where has the time

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE

How great is the feeling
Of love, love, love
Brought on the wings
Of a snow white

My dear beloved

I have missed you so

I have wished for you to come back

But you have left all alone

The art of being beloved...
And live minus resentment.

The beauty of being beloved...
And love unconditionally.

The

The Abyss is No Deeper

And after having lived through it, I would never complain,
Or even let him know