you once asked me
to surrender myself to love,
to your warm arms,
and your passionate hugs.
you left without my answer
'cause we were running late
and our bosses were breathing down our necks—
but let me once say tonight,
that i'll happily surrender
to you and your love
if you just promise
to return home to me
with the morning light.
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7 Weeks Without You ✓
PoetryGrief is a five letter word but the turbulence it creates can last as much as five years, maybe even more. 7 Weeks Without You is not a story, but a state. Each week reflects one stage of grief: grief for the death of your loved one. Genre: Poetry ...
