My Gift To You, Is This, My Love.
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    My Gift To You, Is This, My Love.

    Poetry

    A thing you need to know before you star to read this, For this will be a story of tragedy and love, Of two boys, who, to each other they respond. Each title is a new response, from one to the other that is all. This story is not yet complete, but b...

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    Boy of Bronze.

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    From V:
    
                          
    Even though we are far,
    And our distance is long,
    I get to you by flight or in a car,
    And you are wise, but in this you are wrong.
    
                          
    When I saw you, that moment I knew 
    For you were nice and beauty you had,
    People I have talked, and liked a few,
    But you were the one that had my heart in hand.
    
                          
    I do not expect you to understand,
    How I come to care and to love,
    But I had not planned,
    For love with you to come.
    
                          
    I tried to fight and love to resist,
    Wanted to hide what inside I felt,
    And resulted in dreams of how we both kissed,
    But now I know, love could never be held.
    
                          
    So, this words I write to you my heart,
    For you bring me joy and nothing more,
    And if you break us apart,
    On my heart lava, you will pour.
    
                          
    I hope you know, anything would I do,
    For my heart belongs to only you,
    As yours does to me,
    For we were always meant to be.
    
                          
    You, my love, need to realize the truth,
    I was trying to hide,
    What I felt and yet feel for no one else, but only you,
    For I wish nothing more than to be by your side.
    
                          
    I am truly sorry if I hurt you, my love,
    But worthless it was my feelings to have fought,
    I hope you know, you are my care and joy,
    And I will always be glad to be your precious boy.
    
                          
    I write this words, all in a rush,
    For I am afraid it will be too late,
    To let you know, you are more than a simple crush,
    One day we will meet, for this is both our destiny and fate.
    
                          
    I long for one day, your touch to feel,
    And I know It will soon come to be,
    But when it does, I wish not to be ill,
    For you are poisonous to only me.
    
                          
    My breath you will take,
    And my senses I will lose, 
    I know when I see you, my self will break, 
    That I will confront, for you are the boy that I choose.
    
                          
    I do not know where or when,
    But for you, I will always want to wait,
    There will be no other boy, I want you to remain, 
    For I, in us, have only faith.
    
                          
    So, read these words and write to me,
    For I long to hear your only response,
    If you wish me gone, that, I will be,
    But if you do not, I will wait for you, my boy of bronze.
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