Sweet summer nights
We dance in the kitchen light
The stars shining right above us
Letting the night to be ours
Your eyes sparkle
And I realize how happy you are
Thinking this might be it
I let myself settle down
80 years and we're still the same
Dancing in that old kitchen, we stayed
Your hand still remembers my touch
Your eyes still whispers "I love you so much"
Our wedding vows were a promise we kept
And I'm happy with you my life was spent
YOU ARE READING
Bottomless Pit
PoetryThis is a book of short poems that I occasionally write. They don't really have a specific type, just random emotions that I feel are portrayed here.
