The purpose.

The purpose.

A Poem by Scott Troy

The way. Look into your heart an you will feel a reflection of mine. Twisted on sarcasm and a shared sense of charm. We can twist each other much like autumn leaves. Relevant in the now that sunsets our romance. You've inadvertently molded my heart into the man I know I should be. I do not regret meeting you before now because now is when I needed to meet you. When you hold my heart all you have to do is whisper my name. I'll finish that autumn with you.

© 2018 Scott Troy


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Added on February 13, 2018
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Scott Troy
Scott Troy

Edwardsville, IL



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Midwest writer. Father. Romantic. more..

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Shattered Shattered

A Poem by Scott Troy