In dreams, I hold her, oh, so close,
In a world where love's the utmost dose.
It would be perfect, if her heart were mine,
If her affection, like the sun, would shine.
But she's a beauty, rare and refined,
The loveliest creature my eyes did find.
Yet, never content, in constant gloom,
A perfect doll, in her silent room.
She's like a collectible, precious and dear,
But her heart, alas, remains unclear.
I long to touch her, to feel her near,
Yet, her essence eludes, like a whispered fear.
She drives me wild, in every way,
Beautiful, in every sway.
It would be perfect, if she had a heart,
But even without, we'll never part.
For I adore her, with all my might,
In her darkness, I find my light.
I'd rather suffer, in her embrace,
Than be apart, in a distant place.
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Verses of Silence: Poems of the Soul
Poetry"Verses of Silence: Poems of the Soul" is a captivating collection of poetry that delves deep into the essence of life, offering profound reflections on existence, motivation, and inspiration. Through the eloquent verses penned by the author, reader...
