How could I explain you in such a simplistic way
Perhaps I could compare you to a summer's day
A rising temperature causing everybody dismay
Or maybe to the harsh winter of late December
Causing everybody to stay inside from displeasure
But the more I think about it the more I realize
You are too great to compare to something so simplistic like summer or winter
You are far more complicated than that but maybe that's what was better
Everything with you was simple yet so complicated mixed together
So how would I explain you in such a simplistic way?
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Wilted Roses
PoetryPoems of sadness. Poems of love. Poems of despair. Poems of everything.