With that marker yours
you wrote your name of course
It's one of of those rare cases
On my heart of all places
With that marker for yours
You let me know
That no matter what
you would love me so
With that marker for yours
We went many places
Went on tours
And met new faces
But that marker of yours
Changed with time
Shutting all my doors
Because of that crime
With that marker of yours
You wrote your name of course
It's one of those rare cases
On her heart of all places
With your marker now broken
It was all too pure
She just used it at as a token
To get his heart for sure
I mended your marker
With mine for sure
To get you back
It was the only cure
With that marker of yours
Now deeply forbidden
We walked the shores
No longer keeping our love hidden
With that marker of yours
So much trouble it caused
Never to be used again
Dee xxx
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Dreaming Out Loud
PoetryPoetry and descriptions of what I think are the finer things in life and what they mean to me. Truly, everything is beautiful, we just have to take the time to realise it and see the hard work dedication and striking detail put into making it the wa...
