Not quite a love storyA Poem by WillaDanversmore wordsFlowers in hair, Matching the red of her cheeks, Diamonds on her neck, Matching the elegance of her nature,
The bluest eyes you have ever seen, Loving me with no limits, Waiting so patiently for me, To catch up, anxious mind and spirit,
She is the other half of me, A book so open, I know her soul, How she stays, one of many questions, Loving me, the book forever closed,
Guarded expressions, Words with many meaning, Afraid to love so deeply, For fear of being left alone,
Drowning in the dark of ocean, Crying out silently for her warmth, Watching her walk away, sadly, It would be all my fault,
My deepest fears, and darkest thoughts, Pushing me towards the inevitable, The dreams merging with reality, I’ll lose her one way or another,
Her warmth slipping away, I want to hold on, but can’t, Screams drowning in my ears, Tears killing my cheeks once again,
I watch from afar, the tears falling, Down her soft cheeks, a sad smile, Graces her face when eye contact doth meet, I broke my angel, with flowers in her hair,
She couldn’t change my demons, Hear words fell deaf to my fears, And my heart whimpers every day, But it is no match for a mind of death,
Leaving her was the only option, To let her live again, with no limits, Not held down by the angst of me, A man unable to fight for the flowers she loved. © 2017 WillaDanversFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on May 12, 2017 Last Updated on May 12, 2017 AuthorWillaDanversAuckland, New ZealandAboutI am a part time poet, who's words sometimes ring true but otherwise have only gathered information from music, stories or a singular feeling. Anything really. Enjoy the words, and leave a few kin.. more..Writing
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