A era's curtains drew to close of day, The wind whispers secrets, as the trees sway, Of memories, and moments that will stray.
By Sharp Aim2 years ago in Poets
The sky, a canvas, stretched so wide, Above the mountain, where eagles reside. The rhyming sounds, a symphony sweet, Echoing through, the mountain's retreat.
My love for him is like a flame, That burns bright and never fades away, It's a feeling so intense and true, A passion that I can't control, oh how I adore him,
A melancholy tune, a wistful thing I miss him again, with every breath My longing soul, in sorrow's death The sun sets low, the day is done
Where stars and planets dance with grace, I search for one, a single face, A heart that beats with love's embrace. In forests deep, where trees loom tall,
I found him, lost in thought, by chance one day. His eyes, like stars, shone bright, and lit the way To a world of wonder, full of grace.
Love is when I found him, oh so fine and true, A heart that beats for me, and a soul that shines through. In his eyes, I see a fire that burns so bright,
In fields of gold, where wildflowers sway, I dance with joy, my heart at play. For I have found my love, my guiding light,
The love I have for him is crazy, it's true, A flame that burns so bright, it shines right through, It started with a spark, a chance encounter fine,
In dreams, I see his face so bright, A vision of pure, untainted light. His eyes, like stars, shine with such grace, And with each breath, my heart finds its place.
He is my hope, my life and my strength, A beacon in the dark, a shining light. In times of sorrow, he dries my tears, And in the storm, he calms my fears.
Stay with me, till the end of the day. The world outside fades, in a gentle sway, As we linger on, in this endless way.
