Your love was passionate
In a friendly kind of way.
Your love is indefinite,
It is never safe.
Your love is untouchable,
A mere sight in a frame.
Your love was never much,
But a little is more than enough.
Your love burns like iron,
It leaves a dark wound behind.
Your love is bitter,
The answer will always be never.
Your love is invisible,
It is there and it is not.
Your love could be the ocean,
And I am the shore you will never reach.
Your love is an illusion,
But a dream never injures.
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Fall and Fall
PoetryPoetry inspired by the changing seasons, mostly Autumn, and the bittersweetness in life.
