You never felt the words
Of the poems I wrote
Or listened to the music
That clearly expressed my love.
I wrote about how my heart felt
Inundated with love
I wrote about my yearnings
To be with you my tender dove
I played the music to remember
When our love was in bloom
I played the music to remind you
How much I love you
Read my poems and listen once again
You’ll find out what in my heart reins.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem express a time in which I didn`t feel loved.
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Just a beautiful Poem! My favorite stanza ...
"I played the music to remember
When our love was in bloom
I played the music to remind you
How much I love you "
Thanks for the invitation,
Kurt
Thank you! I respect your comments and observations.
I can relate, all too well. There is a binder, in existence, full of pieces I wrote, for the one I love, and I question if it has ever meant a thing to him.
Beautifully portrayed, fellow poet.
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