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Throw the DayFor in the dawn that sullied forth the day, when eyes that opened on the world with deepened thought, gave way . . . to deep and utter peace. Spellbound . . I held your gaze. Throw the day . . heaving into the void, . . lie with me awhile. And in this magic hold me, . . . hold me as you would a child. Deep love . . that begs contentment. That binds the inner soul. Where lies the reason, where lies the goal ? Fly into my world, and share with me the secrets that unfold. For then the peace and then the love, . . . the finer treasures held, will, between us, find a home. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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