Well up my eye…
Drip on my frown…
Thy Laughter is my master…
Your sadness my madness…
My emptiness is your loneliness…
Your quintessence is my existence…
You are my reason…
My season is the reason…
Love is not a gift…
We are not a wisp…
My eyes well up for a reason…
As I lay my soul to sleep…
Only waken to a fresh beginning…
A blending of our souls…
A love shake of our union…
As it runs to the floor…
Fret not my love…
My life is yours…
Soon...
I will yell to the world...
I love........................... :) you know who...
xoxoxoxoxxoxo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem