Each day's demise, a death while waiting, true,
Impatient beats my heart, a silent plea,
Do my affections stir fear within you?
A thousand years of love, can you but see?
Do my affections frighten you, my dear?
A love enduring, spanning a thousand year
Yet in your gaze, does fear stake its own claim?
With patience's resolve, I'll bear your name,
And still, my love, a thousand years extend,
In every heartbeat, on this path I wend,
In patience, passion thrives, undying, strong,
A thousand years of love, where I belong.
In every heartbeat, in each silent tear,
I hold you, beyond time's grasp, is clear.
YOU ARE READING
Her Volume ~ One
RomanceYou write poems, right? Ah, yes Every single day? I do, please For whom ? The girl knows But what if she doesn't read? She's reading. Aren't you? It might be just a bunch of poems to others, but it's a story to you, my 32 ❤️ Title: "Her Volume ~ One...
