For you, my dear, with dark brown eyes
I will search the whole world through.
Stick and stones may break my bones,
But my heart belongs to you.
This is not romantic but something otherwise,
Something more like bonding with a smile.
You're a great person with magic words, but I am not quite there now.
But you make me a better person, that I have come to find.
I laugh more with you around,
And smile as you're walking past.
We don't really need to talk because
It's our presence that will last.
Your words of wisdom and my silly mind,
Make a fabulous creation with our characters combined.
I love you with your name above.
It's not just friends but platonic love.
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Spoken Secrets (Various Poems and Short Stories)
PoetryA collection of poems written by myself. A mix of everything and dedicated to what I really feel inside but never really speak of.
