Note In a Bottle....
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We were hiding in the Moment
Running from the same fears.
So many times I Cried the same tears
Out of fear, who would care??
My eyes revealed themselves...
I peeked at the profundity of the sea
On the water's surface.
I peered at the reflection of You and Me...
Not long but Too Far.
Not Near nor, where you are...
If I could Turn into a mermaid,
Then I Can Swim For days....
Searching for your love that was once at Bay!
Let something go, it comes back
So they say!
If only I would have Grounded the barrel Blocking your Heart...
Then Our love would have never Floated away from the Start.
Send him a message and leave a note for his Heart...
Read it with sympathy and kiss me in your reason...
Yearning one day you uncover The Note in a Bottle...
Go over it with your Imagination
And let your Heart think for your Mind!
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HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
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Comments (6)
Wonderful, Lonzo. Luv the video intro. π₯°
Excellent words and would be good to include your recording in the story itself (it would have to be on youtube or vevo tho )
So beautiful π, I like what you did with this poem on Facebook, very techno .
Oooo, such intense emotions! Loved it!
Fabulous!!! Love it!!!!πππ
Longing for love, poem. Very sad but true love last longer than a moment. π₯°