If love was love and people were alike.
If memories were of the peaceful time
If the rain was not the crying of time
And if the moon was brighter than sunrise
I would have said: love you over thousands of years.
Heart-peace is what we are looking for.
Love is what we dream and fight for.
I starve for peace in the future time
I starve to love with an empty mind.
I starve to fight side by side to make love a story of life.
But now I will hold on.
My heart, later, I will give it to the one.
She will embrace with me the mornings
And in the evening sit with me under the moon light.
And write with me under the warm of sunshine
“Love you until the last beat of my heart”
YOU ARE READING
Feather and pink ink
Teen Fictionmy sincere apologies these were my first essays and writing, and I didn't edit or correct any mistake for myself when I read it again I can humble and understand the greatness always hides struggles and hide rookie startings
