Her beauty beyond's each souls realm
Yesterdays feeling chanced it again
Soft perfume as he held the echoes of sweet personnel
Lost forgotten time
Her sounds she said soft spoken eloquent as her knight revealed himself to her
At the Cove she remembered his touch long ago
The nites whispers stillness lay
Musical serenade played as they frolicked in fairy whim
What can be the sapphire kiss , the one which drew him to her in pearls soft amore
It should be the door he opened to her soul again
Vesper knocks many moons ago
Had she forgotten to love, how to love? He would be the secret
Ensue in each mortal reign
Would the Castile roses beckon the edge way to Dagon lair when?
Could she slip spirits through? legends say one love each falling feather
Roses would be there , what would be on withering highs ever?
Where the light meets darkness he waits?
His form in silhouetted cobblestone walls
Lost alone in Dunne hate, dressed in flamed fires talons
Will her true love over come this or shall her soul be encumbered bait
Confessions alone to his soul ,am she told him her intentions
lost grounded in mediation revealing her surrender each time she saw his face
Astounded he said her beauty was lighted cosmic love
Who shall he be the darkness love?
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An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy