He smiled at me from a distance.
Last night felt like a dream and it was an occasional one.
Whispers of "I Love You" were always heard in the dark
Our hands were so gentle when we touched
Our love was simple yet so complicated
One couldn't understand what our love was like.....
I smiled back at him.
No matter how close we were, we were always far apart......
~Tyche
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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.
