If these sheets were states, we'd travel so far,
Crossing borders of whispers under a midnight star.
Each fold a highway, each crease a divide,
Yet here in our bed, there's nowhere to hide.
The pillow's the ocean, dividing us two,
But I'd swim every night just to be close to you.
We'd map out our love with a compass of sighs,
Navigating through moments, beneath moonlit skies.
California, your smile—warm, golden, bright,
New York, my thoughts—racing deep in the night.
The South, your touch—soft as warm summer rain,
And the Midwest, our laughter—rolling like plains.
If these sheets were states, I'd hold your hand tight,
As we journey through seasons, through dawn and through night.
From the peaks of our joy to the valleys of pain,
We'd wander together, time and again.
No borders could break us, no distance too wide,
For love is the map that we carry inside.
And if we get lost, we'll just fold the page,
Starting over together, as we turn a new stage.
For every state, every line, every tear we have traced,
Is a story of us that cannot be erased.
So let these sheets be our canvas, our world spread so wide,
Where love has no limits, and we never divide.If these sheets were states, we'd travel so far,
Crossing borders of whispers under a midnight star.
Each fold a highway, each crease a divide,
Yet here in our bed, there's nowhere to hide.
The pillow's the ocean, dividing us two,
But I'd swim every night just to be close to you.
We'd map out our love with a compass of sighs,
Navigating through moments, beneath moonlit skies.
California, your smile—warm, golden, bright,
New York, my thoughts—racing deep in the night.
The South, your touch—soft as warm summer rain,
And the Midwest, our laughter—rolling like plains.
If these sheets were states, I'd hold your hand tight,
As we journey through seasons, through dawn and through night.
From the peaks of our joy to the valleys of pain,
We'd wander together, time and again.
No borders could break us, no distance too wide,
For love is the map that we carry inside.
And if we get lost, we'll just fold the page,
Starting over together, as we turn a new stage.
For every state, every line, every tear we have traced,
Is a story of us that cannot be erased.
So let these sheets be our canvas, our world spread so wide,
Where love has no limits, and we never divide.
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100+ Poems for Gabrielle ~ Vol. 1
Poetry"100+ Poems for Gabrielle" is a first volume, heartfelt collection of poems dedicated to someone special, weaving together themes of love, friendship, and deep emotions. Each poem reflects unique moments and feelings, offering a journey through word...
