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Don't measure it; I'm referring to love. The love I feel for you. It's a journey with no ending. It's like a trial with no conclusion.
By Gloria Penelopeabout a year ago in Poets
You're stunning and lovely. You're standing tall. You are like a miniature pine tree. Your lips are really delicate and pink.
It happened to you. Not once, not twice. They treated you like a choice. And you let them slide. You took their actions jokingly.
Are we still lovers? Have we ended things? Let me ask you, What's making you avoid me? You no longer long to see me. I'm worried.
You see me quiet. You think I'm a fool. Just because I'm humble. You treat me like trash. Just because I look poor. You think you are better than me.
Oh, there's that lady again. So she lives here. She is sitting there. Halfway down. at the staircase. ~~ I need to talk to her.
In my head. There is war. Conflicting thoughts Change of plans. Regrets and so on. Am I alright? Otherwise, I should forget.
You are as peaceful as the calm ocean. You are as sweet as fresh honey. Your caress is like the slow waves on the shore. Your affection for me is quite profound.
You, like the sun, illuminate my world. Your presence always brightens my day. You always keep me down, just like gravity.
Admiring nature's beauty. Rain showers have just ended. I am looking outside from my bedroom window. Birds are flying. The sun's rays emerge from the clouds.
Your beauty drew me in. I hope to grant you all of your wishes. Let me bring happiness and laughter. Let me bring sincere love.
Meeting you It was a blessing for me. My life altered because of you. I have changed entirely. I learned to love myself.
