say, some thoughts might
be better left unsaid
while a life with love
is the one that's been lived
yet, what are these
letters if left unread
what would be
my love if you leave
what makes my love
if it begs not to
be left unfelt
YOU ARE READING
You remain dear, inside
Poetrywords are never enough to convey something too soulful. I will forever be a poet to unfulfilled promises, to unrhymed metaphors, to something so beautiful I long. for it so deep and enduring, for her, dear, inside me. for time, it lingers. for...
