deepundergroundpoetry.com
The Thorn Bush
There in the thorn bush I see your face,
Like the glorious moon. So spectacular
Is your smile, your eyes sparkle as diamond.
Suddenly, you make the stars gleam. The sun
Awakes from its sleep, at your presence. Darling,
There in the thorn bush I see your face.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Like the glorious moon. So spectacular
Is your smile, your eyes sparkle as diamond.
Suddenly, you make the stars gleam. The sun
Awakes from its sleep, at your presence. Darling,
There in the thorn bush I see your face.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Published 18th Dec 2016
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 459
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
