Not made from a grain of the sand,
Wants to breathe on this land,
Surviving for years in the deep ocean,
Splendorous, precious and priscilla-n,
Lives to get released from the oyster,
Where it has been left cloister,
The beauty is so un-touched and pure,
Love it and you will regret no more,
The protection of shell hides it's beauty,
Still it achieves the shine and the glory.
1 comments:
U are a genius. I wish i could be the 1 to show you the way. You are my Darling Poet and queen of my heart...
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