I saw her intriguing eyes,
On a rainy day.
The winds of the sky's,
Can't unravel my intricate strings.
Of years of emotion built up,
Beyond hope.
So how did she,
In that singular moment,
Seem to pull a string,
And loosen the strength,
Of what I saw as essential,
With just one slight pull,
One slight tug,
Of my heart.
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A Poet's Love Story: A Poet's Collection
PoetryLife, Does not wait, For you. It stirs your emotions, And reforms them, Into wings of flight, And it tests, Weather or not, You will open the cage, And allow yourself, To give up, Or if you will keep the wings calm, And continue to live, And underst...
