She Longs For A Love

Her eyes are brown, With a heart of Gold, She longs for a love, From the stories of old.

She longs for that soft touch, That only her dream man could give, The one that could wake her heart, So she could feel as tho she could live.

Her spirit would open up, As a bright blossoming rose, The whole world would lite up, As her whole body glows!

poem by Richard GoolsbyReport problemRelated quotes
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