I dare to love you until,
Our skin wrinkles in its' daunting hours
When the world becomes your entirely
Until the phase ''till death do us apart,'' becomes true,
When I become yours and yours only,
When the hand draw flower dies out slowly,
When money finally grows on trees,
When you see pigs flying in the sky,
When I paint you on a canvas,
And you remain there until time,
I dare to love you in ways I can
Until you are fully sick of me,
That it hurts to look even look at me
I am only yours and
Yours I will remain until I die
Mysterious girl
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Love on sober thoughts
PoetryA book filled with love poems and heartbreaks. First time publishing my poems, so hopefully you will enjoy reading them.
