Telling You

Good Title? You can leave suggestions.

The warmth of your slowing heart

caresses me in my sleep.

Your blood runs in my veins,

flowing cold and running deep.

 

And when we lay our souls to rest,

I'm telling you: I tried my best;

I'm telling you: Our love's at rest.

 

Love,

         King

 

Reviews

[Kasey]

nice man... nice. bravo.

[man Atek]

Your blood runs in my veins

wow ... the deep feeling of love
always to be together
nice poem !