NATURE'S BLACK IS WHITE WHEN LOVE IS HOTA Poem by Aimloce GreyfieldDeep thought about what really true love isMan's first love shown is a girl; Her heart's hue must eye his heart gail; Nature's candle beam to a match stick light; Sometimes twice a candle beam is even might; Does not an engine carry an engine rarely to perfom?; Of most surety but an olifer must transform; Coldness at the brook is handsome, but beautiful from hot; And nature's black is white when love is hot © 2016 Aimloce GreyfieldAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 12, 2016 Last Updated on January 12, 2016 AuthorAimloce GreyfieldLilongwe, Central, MalawiAboutI like talking through my ears in all poems i write. English is my second language but I can use it. more..Writing
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