I'd write you a poem every day.
If it would make you stay.
I'd fill your soul by the ink that drains from my pens.
Let me make you believe, in all that I see.
It's okay to break, it's not a mistake.
Just remember, my only wish is to mend all your sorrows.
So on days you feel blue, when you think of me, or you're in a good mood.
Trace the letters of this message.
And imagine it, as if you were tracing the shape of my skin with your fingertips.
Think of us laying in bed, unable to rest.
Talking endlessly like two old school friends.
Gaze into my deep brown eyes, as they reflect the dark blue sky.
I'll run my fingers through your hair.
As your lips begin to tickle my ear, before you lay them to rest upon my neck.
Please, allow your worries to fade away, I'd take them all, and drink them like water.
So remember. Someday, it will all be okay.
-BM
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Late Night Poet - A Lovers Tale
PoetryA lovers Tale - Part Three There comes a time when you start to ponder. You wander down a curious path. Filled by the muse of a lovers dance. As time moves on the story continues onto a new tune.
