in the mood for a little romance —
to dance in the moonlight or stare lovingly at each other in the warm fires glow,
i think it would work if we gave it a chance.
but i dont know,
maybe it wasn't meant to be.
maybe our fireflies that carry chemistry
only ever wanted to be free.
we can't hold on to something so fragile.
it'll break in our hands.
so just stay with me a while,
and give our love a chance.
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
