Even in your silence,
I feel the vital sense –
the telling thrashing about
of your throbbing heart.
That is true love, no doubt.
Even behind the pretty eyes
that turn soulful and soft
each time you look at me;
and through your wordless signs
I feel your love, for sure.
*Poem written in my past for the wrong person.
lol @ in my past, for the wrong person
ReplyDeletemistaken love? lol.
ReplyDeletebut this shows an intense confession in just a few words. i'm sure the right person would love this.
If a mistake can make you write this, then imagine the possibilities with the right person.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, too bad it was at the wrong time, never a wrong person...
ReplyDeleteIn of correction, bro...those wrong people, i mean. lol.
ReplyDeleteoww... too bad.
ReplyDeletestill very honest feelings!
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