We used to meet in a place of desires.
Until you set my dreams on fire.
Hot red cheeks are ablaze,
With tired eyes I'd gaze.
To see another flower.
Will I wither away in the corner?
Broke, bruise, and shattered?
I hate those days we have treasured.
Past, present, future?
It wouldn't matter, now I'm sure.
Flowers, flowers blooming all around,
I wouldn't forgive you, you had found.
My once longed desired
Is now undesired....
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Sweet Poems for Me and You...
PoetryThese are my compilations of poems I have made about what I'm feeling in past days... May it be long or short, Will you be my escort? Through a series of love and desires? A dream that will never tire. A special set of poems for you my readers!
