Love fell from her lips.
Her eyes of wonder and laughter of joy.
A mere affection that none can destroy.
When we grow old and gray,
And the ashes from the fireplace grows each day,
May you not forget the place we met
Under the moon and the sun that merely had set.
I have and always will love everything that makes you.
Every piece that was you,
Is you,
And will be you.
Through the highs and lows
And everything that only our love knows.
My lone soul aches no more for warmth
For I found it here in your arms.
A love that made the dullest of colors bright
And the heaviest of burdens light,
Spending forever with you is something I do not mind.
Everyday I discover something new.
Like the promises we both know are true.
And if that promise is to love every fragment of you,
I will surely do.
-E., Devon Heisenberg.
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Subject 189 || A Collection
PoetryA book filled with all the poems I have written. The themes and topic of the poems are random and some poems were written when I was back in 2nd Grade. Expect disappointment:).
