My return to poetry after nearly two years and this one is about a lonesome people trying to best to breakout of their funk.
Your eyes, the way that you can see me
Your smile, the way you look and smile at me
Your lips, the way your lips look when you talk to me
Lovely blue, lovely gal, you are as lovely as the golden sun
We are wallflowers in a way that we don't have to celebrate our love on the 14th of each February
We can celebrate our love each and every day
I am quite old and running out of time, where is my heroine/hero in a shinny armor
The days are lonely without you by my side
Feelin' like that Lonesome Loser that at least, keeps on tryin with a blue heart
They have heard about that lonesome loser somewhere hiding
Your hair blows my mind like dance hall nights and we are cool like craze
You are a sweetheart, a darling, dreamboat, stunning, lovely, graceful, a leader
Fix my ackin' heart from having this acky breaky heart that wants to blow up and kill
Unbreak this heart, I am scared to share but you're always by my side
I want to hold you as much as you want to hold me and grab me
My golden sun love, my golden sun love, my true golden sun love
A Lot 7 Poem
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