Is It Poetry
Caroline's Valentine - Poem by Is It Poetry
Why my heart held is always above the edge
lost without on it for you,
with the moment of each alarm the clock,
in all this I would 'U'nmake.
Why I to see your face all the day and I do
and if you knew, that now talking would you could say.
My hearts inserts the two when I think it then with you,
head high held above.
Your sky so blue
and I think of my 'Daughter' as one uniquely individual,
which did, happy, I make.
I wish that I could in some way; or for her your other,
to turn time behind as some enemy but always a friend,
and relive one second when you were mine.
I wish that nobody never had to know;
the feeling of the sick pain blind love of the head with to ten growing toes, yes\yet I know.. like the tears outside my heart
and thousands the tear/tears it wafts in two,
and you rest behind it
and it at watch; it is very meaning all that you can make…
in my dreams you live forever known
as these words I\you a long time to hear
and when I look in deep within mine/your eyes,
I know your sincere thus see you later,
when the day is through when I'm is it's thoughts
deadened in my never sleeping head,
from dying I'm DREAMING OF YOU!
5 february 2010
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