You are not only flesh and blood.
I'm flown by your emotive flood.
No morning song or evening wish,
and night's darkness can thus perish,
as soul brightened by your each word,
they will care and will be my guard.
It will emerge always as the Sun,
covering hatred, mockery and fun.
Just come and sit beside my heart,
all sorrows, strife will soon get blurred.
Your girl will sit in a flit with love words from the heart...luvli...regards
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A lovely poem of a lonely heart that needs comforting from a a good listener. Listening to someones problems is one of the greatest gifts that you can give someone. Very inspiring.