l love her look,
A newly blossomed flower she is,
Asking for nothing but to be held tenderly, with hands so strong that can never let her fall,
Someday I just want to write a poem with one word, with no punctuation just her name, all because she holds my broken pieces like a work of art, thus making my broken beautiful.
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Author:
Job Welime (
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- Category: Love
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Comments4
Outstanding! I am writing this and wiping my eyes. Beautiful sentiment. Keep writing!
Thanks dear poet, cheers for reading,,,, I'm really humbled
Brilliant!
(love witnessing your poetic growth brother
soar ever higher!)
Much humbled dear poet, I\'m learning from the best here at MPS,, getting more knowledge from those who know better,chiefly among them you,, thanks so much.
makes my heart ache, such power in your story. keep growing and writing!!
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