The Series 89 Iii Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

Could it be away from Ethiopia,
Charm has poured constantly to her request
and in the splendor of her kisses have bruised her feet
broken pieces of heaven have fallen as snow to her wonder
but these dear lovers is not the best of gifts
its the gentle looks from her brute, her gladiator
Away from the motherland they sailed and into grace they made land
Inconstant weather and consistent ballads have made them stronger
And he has kept her, promise has become a past hobby
and its the stare of eternal affection has come in and made home
Ever after has become the morning after greeting
and forever more has made its way to brunches and petals
captured and lost to the wind of she and he
touched by his lips she lifted him her king
and she his queen beautiful and it came to be the best story
ever passed along and told aloud...