INTRODUCTION(whisky lullaby by Brad praisley):

The Day I Fell in Love:

The day my eyes opened I realized the sun shone everyday
The beauty of the sunrise in the morning filled my heart with joy.
The magnificent sunset moments in the evening, lifted my spirit

The fresh breath of falling waters, made me smile inwardly
Birds humming sweetly took my heart afar to Sweetland
I rejoiced I looked then I saw, the beauty I never realized
As each day passed Moments with the nature bonded me with the Creator
I comprehended his handwork in a female being

PART 1always on my mind by nosa)

She was an epitome of beauty
On her head lies black curly hair
With every snazzy strand dancing to the air
With a feel of it,I voice cutie

On ha round face two sun lies
So piercing like a dart
Her stare can pause your heart
Long lashes decorated ha eyes

You need 2 see her rose-petal lips
As soft as a new born butt
wraps ma lips like new warm cloth
With ha kiss,volcanoes sleeps

On her chest lies the two cowbell tower
The succulent nipples saliva8s the mouth
Ma eyes dimmed as ma tongue rolled round her breast
The sensation sips down to the third leg lower

Beneath she is stunning,
Hairs cherished her laps
Between those legs ma mouth traps
The sound in ma head was thundering....

PART TWO(forever and always by shania twain)

Like memories on a quick sand
Everything is all gone
our words are just words
Filled with lies
They mean nothing
Just like ourlovethat has died.
I am trying to stand tall
I am trying to be strong
I thought you were better than that
I guess i was wrong
Every promise, made me smile
All thelovethat was stolen
All those memories are now broken
Oh my heart pounders how I love thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and and candle light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhoods' faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,__I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!__and, if GOD choose,
I shall but love thee better after death....
FAREWAY
THE END

Whom do you think will read all this long epistle

No writing is too long to draw the mind,but your will to craft out the wisdom embedded behind every words,makes you a poet

Pictorial expression of writers mood#more critics please

The only part I read was

"Farewell the end"

Nice poem.

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#just observing