Hanna

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    Hanna

    Holding the night as if it was day
    intriguing this life in it's bay...
    As the ships comes ashore
    it is by her that he comes and goes
    Navegating about through thick and thin
    her Pirate- I swore to be... Forever hers, forever love.
    Never resting to sail on... looking ahead,
    to finally see, that it is her waiting by the dock...
    And so he ties the boat... and to his arms, he takes her
    soft in a deep embrace...

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    rotciv1783’s Poems (17)

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    The Fantasy 1
    My wife, My Love. 1
    The Thief 0
    Reconquer Me 0
    Why this again...? 0
    Sensual Fantasy: Part I & II 0
    Angel Drapes 0
    Tears in Heaven 1
    Ojos Azules 1
    I breathe... I walk... 0
    Let it burn.... 0
    Star Filled Night 1
    Bride To Be 1
    Hanna 0
    Spring Forcast 0
    A New Episode. 0
    Changing Times 0