Forgive her,
For realizing only too late
That when you wrote her something
You didn’t see lines
Stanzas and the occasional rhymes;
Rather, you only saw yourself
Giving her a piece,
Of your soul.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: MarcoHeisler
An Instrument of the Divine's will.
O.D. 
ahhhhhh. Beautiful original-dante.
Thank you 🙂
It’s beautiful how you can express so much with words so less. I love this piece💟
Thank you, I am happy to hear that 🙂
Beautiful words Dante😊
Thank you Eddaz 🙂 🙂 🙂
You are welcome😊
Sublime
Thank you Mike.
Wow! So sad, good, romantic. What poetry is.
Thank you 🙂
Ah..Simply splendid!
Thank you very much! 🙂
I love this!
Thank you!
why is it always too late 😦 such a good piece though!
Thank you Jo…lol maybe next time it’ll be a bit early 😀
Lovely!
Thank you Traveller!