Poems by Martin

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  • May i take you to a place called the perfect...
    where one has no set limitation to its higher...

  • You inspire me with your seductive prowess and...
    it is thine own interest i loathe and goes asunder...

  • Will you help me heal this wound so deeply injured...
    a flame rekindled, a seed to sow, to show you care...

  • My fair lady you are like a treasure chest out in...
    waiting for the explorer to unlock you with this...

  • You are a gift cut out to be a precious diamond...
    You are the morning\'s very first star that shines...