#19 My dearA Poem by Atlas JonesMy first poem that's really polished at all. The first one I felt was any good. Of course, it's also a love poem, so it has its flaws (definitely). All that being said any critique is welcome.My dear,My dear, that is what I hear When I look into my future and wonder into further years I don’t necessarily think of them as a lady or a gentleman I just see my dear and that is what I hear back I love my dear and they love me And that feels like perfect bliss ringing in my ears My dear, my love, my darling, never in tears With a beautiful or handsome smile that calms my fears The woman whose hair smells like roses And whose eyes hold oceans in them The man bold as me with the same great respect for me that I would give to him My dear,my love, my darling, no longer do I fear but hope That if I ever meet you I will feel it without words or some big expectation That I may know love as sweet as yours Even if my feelings about myself are unsure that you will love me just the same As I would you, with the understanding that understanding isn’t everything © 2022 Atlas JonesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAtlas JonesAttica, INAboutPut a mature audience thing on here just in case. Atlas is a pen name please don't ask for my (full) real name. Poetry, sci-fi, and fantasy short story writer. Also working on a short book. Emphasis o.. more..Writing
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