I've written hundreds of rhymes,
there's a million obstacles I've climbed.
a passage or two i wrote about love,
but it was always tainted with despair, thus
why it feels odd writing of you
for none of the poems are despairing.
in past loves there were merely a few
whom i wrote of with bliss and glee.
With you it's different,
every written moment
is written with a grin,
with you I've never been burnt.
When i eternalise you in my writing
it is always with a warm heart.
you're just too perfect at loving.
my clarity, my solace, my new start.
I've written a thousand pages before,
so i know for a fact you I've most adored.
love never seemed more effortless than this.
with you love is always experienced in bliss.
I see a future in you, a real and solid one.
a part of my heart and soul you've become.
i see years with you, rather than months.
When i think of staying with you i don't want to run.
YOU ARE READING
A Series Of Events
PoetryI've found that I am most comfortable in discomfort and chaos, as opposed to serenity and happiness; probably because this broken part of me is all I've ever known. love, turmoil, desperation, infatuation, betrayal, death. these poems will contain...
