I don't want to be the wind
passing by your side
Let me be the rain
touching your face
I don't want to be the candy
melting in your mouth
Let me be the soup
warming up your heart
I don't want to be the lamp
lighting above the headboard
Let me be the pillow
listening you whisper my name in your dream
companying you in the dark
Let me
let me be...
- Author: myself and me ( Offline)
- Published: May 15th, 2021 20:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 51
- Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
Comments4
Wonderful loving words mandm.
Andy
Thank you Andy.
Very positive m&m. ; )
Thanks, AP.
this is simply souper .. and no kiddin 🙂
Souper? Wow, I am flattered.
Absolutely love this and going to send it on!
Thank you so much, Dan.
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