Is It Poetry
Hello 'Love' - Poem by Is It Poetry
and is it you whom have broken it off and thus;
Your spectrum around me/warms it lost,
'are my days.
As but keeping of such me, a wild animal,
i smile as you keep my way above it face smooth;
You/my thusness has kept we/us a long time their,
fire swept side.
come quickly without delaying for it is cut deeply.
With, thee 'It's;
therefor too wander, there both that we cry of;
On the spreading wings of butterflies as they open wide.
Though they come more than to solicit it
and as such follow thoughts, the wind of our beings.
My spectrum that follows the cliffs above them narrowly,
'behind the pale moons, looking up at the sky, I see.
It feels thus likened unto,
is thy watercress blooms in the basin of all that is you.
By hail of winter and rain the pain under the mask of it feels.
exceeds the weight on the limb but/as for the tree.
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