Beautiful soul
Poetry
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6 days ago
The dove, hovering, glimpsed a beautiful soul,
Blessing it with tender kisses.
Wisdom nestled where sought,
The sun's glow reflected in the earth.
He gleamed like crystal, an aura depicting love.
Phileo love I seek not; his eyes, stars when he smiles,
A smile mirroring the glory of the rainbow.
My name, a melody when he calls it,
Anticipating the beauty in his speech—a description of a great soul.
A reddish glow adorns the cheeks,
A woman whose seed crowned the soil.
Nurtured and grown in the bosom of her lover,
Blossoming into a perennial flower that never withers when out of season.
Cheery❤️
