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Delicious Hour of deepest Night
That Sings to my Soul in Whispers and Sighs;
Tabernacle of Heavenly Starlight
Beguiling more than Bliss ever Tries;
While all the wanderers of this plane unravel
Amidst Dreams that taunt with enigmatic appeal,
Your Delicate Breeze through these tresses travels,
Kissing this cheek with Blushing Zeal.
Oh Sweet Enchantress, Dulcet Nighttide, Sing
Of All the Rapturous Splendour your Quietly Bring!
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~
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“A blog about nothing and everything” … I’ve come to the right place. I am also a hopeless romantic inside, but wrapped in somewhat cynical papers and ribbons, so as not to be seen in that way.
Your poetry is exquisite.
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“A blog about nothing and everything” … I’ve come to the right place. I am also a hopeless romantic, but wrapped in somewhat cynical papers and ribbons, so as not to be seen in that way.
Your poetry is exquisite.
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I am so happy you like what you’ve found here at BnV 🙂 Thank You ever so much!!! I call myself a Hopeful romantic. Never Give Up Hope 🙂
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Wonder full poem
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Thanks Very Much 🙂
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