Sunday 23 January 2022

Her beauty amazes me

 Her beauty amazes me 
Young and golden,
Wild as the nomadic life.
Numbed by her pleasant eyes
The sun bows
When she exit her house.
A particular warmth
Her breath like the tender wind
That blows on the pious string. 
Dear Lord, is this the wife
That you showed me 
On the quiet hills 
Where I gave you my life.
My Rachel, was Eve this pure?
I adore the resolute love
That is ripen, 
Bless it with your sacred touch.

K.Oni



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