Fond words I write within my prose
Sweet words of love for you alone
My heart cries out where'er I go
For you to be my very own.
My mind is with you, rain or snow
And when the winter breezes blow
Sometimes I'm high, often I'm low,
All because I love you so.
Life is short as you well know
So meet me where the lily grows
Without your love, there is no prose
No words come from a dying rose.
My heart is yours, for you to own
I sing love songs for you alone.
Post by Sagar
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Hello dear Sagar very nice poem you shareI like, thank you ...
ResponderEliminarbeautiful poem.....:) :) :)
ResponderEliminarThank you miss dasha and miss renata for your comments.
ResponderEliminarwow nice poem, i like it keep it up
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