A). Psyche
By a.p.
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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Psyche
Enchant away the spells of solitude,
seduce me from it's chilly charms;
lead me through sunlit meadows of a mood
only to be lived in your arms.
I made you up in solitary dreams,
now you are my reality.
Though I have never seen your face it seems
to be the truest part of me.
I know one day we will meet on the way
to our ultimate destiny;
I will recognise you and stop to say
I have loved you eternally.
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c. Copyright by Anjali Paul
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