Mist on water, a cloudy haze.
How could I ever earn your gaze?
The crystal raindrops burn my skin,
and you know that as you let me in.
Rain on rooftops, a cool breeze.
With you, all words come with ease.
I’m glad we got to talk awhile.
Just the thought brings me a smile.
Dew on petals, a droopy heart.
Please don’t tear my love apart.
It’s morning now, and I should go.
Your words meant a lot, you know.
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Author:
Peanut (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: March 1st, 2025 01:36
- Comment from author about the poem: This was written about someone who helped me get through some complex emotions. I still struggle with these thoughts sometimes, but this particular person makes them easier to manage.
- Category: Love
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