Oh to be loved by you,
What a wander that begins from and end till you,
Just like that warmth of willow tree,
Finding you with strong roots with my water Breeze,
Oh to be loved by man who sets you free,
Like the fall autumn love growing stronger,
With every root of toxicity falling and patterns of love growing,
Where love grows with time, heal with time and glows with time,
Oh what a fantasy to dream of man like you,
Even if it isn't real,
Even if in your esctasy I've imagined my own fantasy,
Yet I imagine you,
Oh the pleasure of being with man,
Who could give more love to you than this whole world can,
Who could hold on to you with strongest hope of time,
Loves you like timeless wine,
Which doesn't age remain like always so fine,
Oh the desire to be loved by the man,
Who could hold onto the deepest interest in your heart,
Who could come to the conclusion deepest of your parts,
Who couldn't show you the dream of being but give you the dream of being,
Oh what a lovely happening,
To love someone with honesty, truthfulness,
Where it isn't bound by a reason,
Where there's every reason to love,
Like a selfless action of one's own good.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
