the long walks
and sensible talks
your sweet smile
with every hi’s and goodbye’s
these are some simple things
that makes me pause and smile
every move you make
sends rhythm to my bone
every words you speak
is a music to my soul
when I catches your stare
at my every unguarded moments
when you lay on my shoulders
every time you drift away
these are some small things
that makes me want you everyday
the joys you send
when you sing with me
is a bliss that mends
my longings with thee
be mine, my love, be mine
for time is finite that ends these all
when this heart of mine, still afraid to lose
this beauty of thine, forever I adore
these are some things
that makes me each day
to live and die
‘till I will and may.
El poeta que nunca seré...
7 months ago
4 comments:
i am! finally! everything's going good. hope you're doing well. i see you've added a ton since i've been online. i'm gonna have to check it out!
good to hear that!
yeah so much have gone that i can't miss to put it into writing...
more of a journal for me...
:-)
i love this
thanks for dropping by tisha!
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