11: 11 Poem by T.L. Toadvine

11: 11

It comes and goes
In the blink of an eye
But before it does
I always think of you
Your heart
Your dreams
Your cRaZy love for me
And it saves me
From going kRaZy
Without you

Saturday, August 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy
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