Her love is like a porcelain wine
And you've soaked it in all
Your love for her
Like a never winding treasure
The way
Her name flows off the tip
Of your tongue
She believed a word
If true once held love
I can now forever more
Never forget
The pain and hurt
That I feel in your eyes
And your words
My love for you
Is forever growing
But treasured beyond
Your heart
Lays a keys that
Can never unravel the lock
That with stands it
YOU ARE READING
A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
