03 February 2005

Little Love Poem

As the sun will never stop burning,
Neither shall my heart cease yearning for you.
Your beauty leaves me breathless,
I stand and watch you in awe.
It hurts to know that I can’t be with you.
Is your heart reserved for another?
The way you laugh, the way you smile, the glitter in your eyes,

I want to hold you in my arms, to make you feel alive.

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