Realistic Poetry
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I lay it, quietly,A kiss upon thy forehead,While music shudders around us,And destroys all tension,As I have kissed you. Resplendence, among beauty and grace,All are teeming in your bosom.You have a flower in your hair,And a heart that shimmers, like the wings flapping from the gulls,Radiant with the dew from the sea. A clever mind,