In the maze of my mind, control slips away
Like a driver lost with no map to convey
He's absent, a phantom in my thoughts' array
Alone, devoid of his tender embrace
Yearning for the warmth of his gentle grace
His touch, a memory I cannot erase
His lips, a dream I chase in this lonely space
Love once bloomed, a garden so divine
In dreams, I claimed him, a love so fine
Countless reveries, a relentless line
Each time, my heart soared, a rhythm so prime
But alas, he remains beyond my grasp
In my dreams, he slips through my fingers, a gasp
A specter haunting, a love that will clasp
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How Love Speaks: A Poetry Collection
PoetryThis collection of love poetry book is a heartfelt journey through love's many stages and forms. From the giddy excitement of new romance to the comfort and familiarity of long-term commitment, these poems capture human connection's beauty, joy, and...
