How I wish I can be with you in these difficult times of need. I read books just to get the idea of you out of my head. Just to forget, only a little. But everything seems to remind me of you.
Everyone can write their poems very quietly, one to three poems at most. One sentence per poem, and elegant. But me? I'm too loud, you taught me that. I have to write a page about you while others whisper. I have to yell while others murmur.
I have to write on how lovely you are.
Or how annoying.
Or how needy.
Or how beautiful.
Or how important.
Or how amazing.
We both know I am not a quiet boy, but I speak ferociously and with confidence. I give in to my impulses and write about you anyway.
A love that started as a hushed whisper and soon escalated to a loud roar. I'll love you always and I won't be quiet about it.
YOU ARE READING
Daniel, a poem collection.
PoetryPoem collection by Marlon. I like to dedicate this book of poems to my lover, Daniel. Without him these poems or this idea couldn't be made without him. He is my light, my sun, my moon, my everything, my world. I like to thank him for helping me mak...
