Hold onto my hand tightly
As I fly like a beautiful butterfly
Reaching out to the sky
Kiss the ground goodbye
For we shall not return even when we die
Let me not talk about death for it will make you cry
I promise if I see tear's stream down your cheeks
I will kiss your eyes to dry
The tear's
I will not rest until your mouth wears
Your sunny smile
And it will be known to all how much my heart cares
We are not descendants of the heavenly sky
And we will not lie
nor lift our heads up high
We are known to be imperfect
Nothing to interject
for this is our fate
Not pure like the heavenly creatures
But we have our own unique features
Glad to reach him and teach her
About the pure love we have for each other
Let it be known to all the creatures
about our imperfect yet pure love
and we will conquer the universe with the purest love ever existed.
_Tao
CITEȘTI
Emotions In Word's
Poeziewords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
