Swollen by its misconceptions
it has defeated me
the desire for interlocking digits
I crave her presence like
I crave bread and water
but she is more than sustance
she is life
she is the reason the sun rises
so it can see her precious smile
she is the reason the sun sets
so the moon can view her beauty
The sun and moon
see her every day and night
while i never see her gorgeous sight
A/N A poem I wrote four years ago. I was such a hopeless romantic, Lol it makes me laugh. Shoutouts to Lehnsherr1011 for adding my poems to his reading list. Thank you!!!
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