In that season of love
oh how green was the grass ,
for as lightning lights the darkness
after a while though it did pass
To be with you was much more
than just a fling ,
I saw more beauty with you
in everything
I'll remember you most
in the heart of spring ,
the beauty of the blooming
the sweetness of everything
I will never forget holding hands
in front of beautiful sunsets ,
the pictures of you in my mind
will never turn to silhouettes
To have held and touched beauty
even when ending
will never make me sad ,
my heart will always hold beauty
that my arms once had
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Author:
Desertwind (
Offline) - Published: February 28th, 2022 00:14
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Comments4
May you never lose that image of beauty and love my friend, because without God,there would be no love
That's true . You can't see love or the wind , only the effects from it.
What a lovely poem! The memories of your lover turning to silhouettes was a clever image of forgetting. Nice job! 💖
Thanks a lot for your comment and like , I appreciate it , it was very nice .
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