Loving you,
Is like the sun burning into the horizon
The flicker of a lighted match
A roaring gust a wind
only waiting to push us over
And a color shown as pure
as a puff of smoke
We're nothing as an intertwine
But mangled souls in opposite directions
Loving you,
When we meet eye to eye
All we see
Are roller coasters
On an endless journey
To a place where we never fell
Where the rollercoaster leads
We find ourselves
Never truly loving each other.
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Rollercoasters
Short StorySome love, some saddened, for can be confusing. Here is another poem book to Imperfect called Rollercoasters! Hope you enjoy!
