Literary Yard

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By: Christopher Wong


Her heart,
Like the sun,
Pulses with light.

Her blond hair,
Flows so smoothly,
Like the sun’s golden rays.

Her embraces,
Warm sad days,
Like the sun after the rain.

Whenever she cuddles
Right beside me,
It’s always as if,
The sun will never set.

Her heart shining bright,
So my life has light.
She is the shining star,
Who has caught my sight.


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