The distance, laden with terminal disease
Counting the days to eternal abyss
Fragile, a vein ruptures
Agile, a mood bursts
Your scent is across the ocean
I smell the stinky you, in notion
Desire so beautiful, like a poppy
Blossoms, sugar coated with honey
I got no means to come to you
If I can walk the ocean blue
I don’t have to write this poem
Just bury ourselves in a dorm
For a start, before luxury unleashes
We bravely, overcome love patches
PS: I was listening to Andy Williams' song 'Love Story' (where do I begin) whilst writing this lovely poem!
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