Of all the secrets that we shared

none I hold so dear

As wishing upon a time,

that we only could be near.

Perhaps your wish has wandered, faded,

but our secret with me remains,

forever shall be the same;

This I know is true—

in gloaming, and near noontime,

I cannot help but wish for you.


I loved you then, I love you now

Perhaps I always will,

And I know, there is no doubt—

I'll love you ever still.

  • Author: benevolentbluebabe (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 13th, 2020 22:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Passing thoughts
  • Category: Love
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  • Goldfinch60

    May that love be forever with you.

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