I need to calm the fire,
Stop the burning.
For my heart with you
Is always yearning.
Though you stopped teaching me,
I'm always learning.
My love for you
Is always churning.
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Untitled Poetry
PoetryNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.
Eighty Seven
I need to calm the fire,
Stop the burning.
For my heart with you
Is always yearning.
Though you stopped teaching me,
I'm always learning.
My love for you
Is always churning.