Thursday, 18 March 2010
Enigma
The moon was the only mystery
Before I knew her.
She gives the moon a run for its money.
Wow! What an enigma she is!
She is neither a damsel-in-distress,
Nor a devil-in-disguise.
A dame-in-dilemma she is.
Wow! What an enigma she is!
She offered me the greatest happiness
Before subjecting me to the greatest sorrow.
My mystery is my muse. My smile.
Wow! What an enigma she is!
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enigma,
love,
love poetry,
mystery,
Sparkle
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