In verses inked with secrets from my heart,
You've journeyed far, my feelings to explore,
Through 31 confessions, love's delicate art,
A narrative of emotions, rich and pure.
Now here, at number 32's embrace,
A milestone of harmony and love,
A symphony of feelings finds its place,
A testament to what we've dreamed of.
No other "32" shall grace this page,
This moment's unique, a chance to claim,
The feelings woven through every stage,
A love that's earnest, without shame.
And here we stand, at this confessional door,
Last chance for us, the truth to unfurl,
Let honesty and courage be our lore,
In this final poem, our hearts, a whirl.
A fleeting chapter in your life's grand tome,
Yet you encompass every page of mine,
A story of devotion, heart's true home,
In this unending tale, souls yet to entwine.
For once, I ask, what keeps you from my side?
A question that my soul now must implore,
In earnest plea, emotions open wide,
Why hesitate when love stands at the door?
Perhaps you think, "What's one man's love to lose?"
But in my world, it's everything I've known,
A universe built upon our shared hues,
A life's masterpiece, in your love's throne.
In losing you, I'd lose my beating heart.
I lose my all, if your love's not near.
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...
