You are the bright ingredient
In every passing day
That life and change and circumstance
Now softly steal away.
You're moving to the future,
Hitching to a distant star.
The goals that you are following
Are taking you afar.
My heart will travel with you,
And my hopes will bless your course.
My world of joy reluctantly
Bids farewell to its source.
That's not to say that the thought of you
Won't lighten every day,
But now I look with longing
For that extra special ray.
Your presence is a luxury,
My memory enshrines.
The sun is not as vivid
When your image elsewhere shines.
But for each empty feeling
That my lonely heart must learn,
There is the corresponding joy
That comes when you return.
From B.M,
With Love.
An official 1994 love letter
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Bleeding Rose
PoëzieThe pen bleeds the words my mouth does not utter. If I show you my heart, would you proceed with caution? I was an innocent stepping into the game of love. Someone should have told me that all is never fair in matters of the heart. Dive into this th...
