The Beholder's LoveA Poem by TTBoy28
Perfection rouses the senses upon speculation and direction of the beholder aside from age The eye tweaks and fine tunes the foliage to its voltage devoid of any wisdom that what is of the earth eventually returns there Caring is not of sharing for neither can retain the other's life for even a photograph must crumble © 2010 TTBoy28Featured Review
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