But Love, My Love Poem by Keith Michael

But Love, My Love



when we are broken why can't we fix it, I've tried all of the tools and read all of the directions. and nothing seems to work my dear. give me a hand with this and maybe both of us can complete it together. have i told you what beautiful eyes you have. and the face you make when you sleep gives me strength to sit up and smile in the morning. being empty isn't just when your not here, its when i don't hear your voice.

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Keith Michael

Keith Michael

new brunswick, new jersey
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