'google658fd05d77029796.html' Perfect Wavelength | The Original Poetry

I Stretch My Hands,
To The Maximum Strength..

Searching For A Light,
Of  Perfect Wavelength..

A Blind Hope Is Wandering,
And Looking For Its Sight..

I''ll Burn The Candle,
Till The End Of The Fight..

All I Need,
Is Your Love And Faith..

And I Can Make A Life,
In The Valley Of Death..

Just Be There For Me,
In Your Own Loving Way..

Deep In Your Heart,
Forever I Will Stay...

                                     English Poetry


2 Responses so far.

  1. Love is like a candle and can indeed get us through the valley of death! Well said.

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