Soft, as I lay my body down,
Naked,Breathless,without a sound.
The sand is warm, as though alive,
Across the wind, a seagulls cry.
The sun sets beauty to the open sky,
Yielding to love, again I try.
Whisper softly, in a young girls ear,
A gentle kiss, the gentle tear.
The waves wash by, into the night,
The sun sets quiet, soon out of sight.
I understand why love gets lost,
We surrender our will, at any cost
Very nice love poem. It should give the ladies a thrill.
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Deemed One of the Top 10 indie Fantasy releases of 2010 by Fantasy Book Critic, and listed in the first ever Publishers Weekly Indie Select issue, the original 235k word epic title was written in longhand in a Texas prison cell by M. R. Mathias.
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Nothing is what it seems, take nothing for granted.
The 10 Mariard Volumes have surfaced. The gifted are fighting for you. Do you have the right to become an entity? Take the cha
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