Two lovers sat apart,
neither and both eager to start,
Their minds speak clear to them only,
Eyes wonder the hands that fall lonely,
A cold chill wonders around them,
A shivering silence surrounds them,
then as day turned to night,
breath meets creating a new light,
Cheeks as red as blusher,
as they beg to take a bullet for each other,
A sacred heart,
torn apart,
Brought together,
under a clear night's weather,
by loneliness and fear,
Love had found it's way to the one they hold dear.
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Poems
PoetryPoems that I've written when I was bored or had nothing else to do and maybe some other stuff too [CW/TW - if you think any should be added please message or comment and i will add them]
