Mosioa Theophilus Dlamini
YOUR BEAUTY (KAYLAR)
How though shall ask oneself how you have beautiful scarlet lips.
With such beautiful eyes as pearls which hold or conceal secrets from the common
Your beauty its more than it meets the eye I tell you.
' is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation.
It is of the great facts of the world, like sunlight,
or spring-time, or the reflection in dark waters of that silver
shell we call the moon. It cannot be questioned. It has its divine' how oscar wilde said that as if he knew you before time.
For a moment shall I wonder about it.
For in my eyes your beauty it's vivid.
I shall not say much about it.
Cause as the mellow rays of the sun falls on earth we fade away.
We have gotten to two spectrums a total failure
More like the last leaf on a tree in a forest, kaylar.
Though I wish winds of autumn could drift off time and reverse it as it were in the past
As this feeling its more than temptation and lust.i really miss you and only such words I can only write as art.art but not much but they resemble such love in my heart.
Though emotions may grow colder through ages
Your love was like a virtue given by all the Gods by hand
This words may lead to be charming and shall flow with the sand, of our time
as they have led me to be egotistical of ones pure divine words
Its hedious I have found out too soon
Cause women shall fall short before me without me using my voice box
Such would not be my intention
Cause you are the only one who brings me satisfaction.
More than a lover could be, more than a friend could ask for, more than parents could complain of.
One could wish for a gleam
A gleam of your face brings joy.
And one could believe there's such thing as pure.
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