Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: She Is Not

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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

She Is Not

She is not my air, Nor my wine Or bread and meat. She is not my fire Neither is she my lair, My triumph or my defeat, She is not my desire, She is infinitely more: She is why I breath and eat, And make life warm and bright, The reason I challenge and strive To be better than I was before. In her... Sign in to see full entry.

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