Roses are red, violets are blue
I love my bed, but not as much without you
Every passing moment. Every minute, every hour
Is bringing us closer, to embracing in the shower
I love time, time is my friend. Though I admit
I wish sometimes, moments wouldn't end
I get lost in your gaze, in love's waxing phase
And cuddling in each other's arms, for hours on end
I patiently await for the day to arrive
And eagerly embrace, when I see you at the gate.
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Dec 9th, 2022
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Dreaming (Poetry Collection 2021~)
PoetryA safe place to keep my poetry, and where you can enjoy reading it! I shall be keeping all the poetry I write from 2021 and on in here. Please give it a read and drop a like, it's much appreciated!
