NightA Poem by Wolfe Greytome
Though I tried with all my might,
I could no longer fight, And I became contrite. Then I beheld a sight, That caused me great delight, As hope once more took flight. And then it felt so right, When with your eyes so bright, You stole my heart this night. © 2010 Wolfe Greytome |
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2 Reviews Added on January 25, 2010 Last Updated on January 25, 2010 AuthorWolfe GreytomeOrwell, OHAboutThere really isn't much to tell about me. I write poetry because I like to play with words. I am writing a series of fantasy novels because I got tired of the predictability of that genre. I tend to u.. more..Writing
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