this is a poem I wrote and I will call it The Ring written by Darryl Monkman march the 5th 2014 as I arose out of my bed today I thought I should write it down and not PLAY! Saturday was March the 1st it was a lucky day for love and it works! later on in the day of the 1st there was more heart to be made it was in the works! he is a man on a mission where his heart is bound she is pure love, here in the ring it is found! should both reside as one heart in two souls their hearts are in the stars shining bright as the fire molds! this is the game and the way we play, a game for all you today there is not tricks leaving nothing unsaid, true love is found and we should all glow whitish red as this ring is placed upon the finger of thee there is only one path that should truly be! it is not the path of selfishness it is not the path of coincidence! the path we made is beautiful and bright when placed on her finger that ring is our light! now we all know Im old school as it goes ladys first this ring it really is something of a all natural star burst it roles with the love of an never ending flower peach, turquoise, orange, black and white is the power!
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 13:10:51 +0000
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