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BellView

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By Octovo Libra Published 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
BellView
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My love riveted by a blushing wind

The time is now to take action,

The path is broken to cower and rescind

I am off to see my love, my love, who I must see again

Who I have not met now, but remembered her then

From the bell view, at steeple porch we rung the bell tongue

And from the porch heard it’s song that Sandalphon sung

And happiness blew with the loveless air then

And the lulling bell welcomed what we would become

And memory that day I recollect on the weathervane spun

Atop the steeple, where our love from a bell view had blossomed

And I haven’t stopped this bell heart that rings for you

And it cannot until under white veil, and dress tail, you say,

I do

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Octovo Libra

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Twitter : @libracymbalspoems

And my poetry Hell Is Like A Dog Kennel and other poems

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