Flowers, butterflies and clouds…

Sunny days and then some rain…

Rainbows and the smell of the earth….

Such beauty is but in vain…

It loses its essence…

If you aren’t there…

All the good things in life don’t have any value..

With no one to share…

Our hearts beat as one…

I’d swear my life on it…

But if only one of us can sense this…

What’s the point in it?

 

Without you, my dear…

Life is like a rose without its scent..

I see you wandering, I know you are lost…

If I ask you to love me, will I again repent?

Can the heart survive…

Being broken twice?

But then I just never could not love you…

I never had that choice…

So I’ll wait and I’ll wait…

This feeling: I can’t forsake it…

My heart is yours.

Whether you break it or take it…


 

Just a random poem.

Love,

Ladyhawk

 

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