A mouthful of words
To fill up my throat,
Love will not cost you,
But your heart to float,
Whatever that might be,
One wish all for me,
Anyway would not matter,
If fate won't agree,
You see, I just can't tell,
That forever is true,
So this, I will swear,
For always, I love you.
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Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Поэзия"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
