I’ve noticed that a dropp of rain
Shall settle upon anything
Which is why my
Love is april.
The beating of a heart
Is not enough to shake
The love that
You and I
Make
But gravity-
The enemy
Of lovers.
The weight of the world.
A raindropp get’s large
Yet so does it’s burden
It’s beautiful burden-
Itself.
The years in love,
Often push one out of love
Because they hang from
A flat surface
Of selfishness
But my love settles on your love
The beating of a heart
Is not enough to shake
The love that
You and I
Make.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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