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Yours is the eyes of innocence the goat which bounds on rocks, it is free, it has no master,
When I wake up in the morning and Aurora greets me with a warm embrace and the birds, egress' I remember the smile in your eyes, as the dews drip from the sky.
(Excerpted from 'Without a Name' a collection of poems by Val .K., coming soon.)
Val .K. is a poet, and a nature lover. A collection of his poems "Without a Name" will soon be published by AuthorHouse, U.S.A. For personal contact, send mails to: leviathandepthsreturns@yahoo.com
About the author: Val .K.is a poet and nature lover.
Author: Val .K.