A pearl necklace,
Smooth on the eyes,
Smooth on the soul,
A delight to all.
The mountain,
Through treacherous earth,
And scurrilous tempest,
Always worth the climb.
The pit,
Walking through with eyes closed,
And heart open,
Darkness washes over like a warm blanket.
The rock,
Heat between two lovers,
Is enough to turn,
Stone to stud.
A pearl necklace,
Smooth on the eyes,
Smooth on the soul,
Always worth it in the end.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
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