Wednesday, 1 December 2010

A sight before I die to see

To see that beauty of such simplicity


That Florence spark of divine intensity.


To see you in your natural            state


That flawless smile of yours
Has won                       me away.


If there was a sight 
before I die to                 see


It would be yours my dear
For all my fears shall                      flee. 


K.Oni

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