My Flower Near

Mon, 01/16/2017 - 11:57 -- trick

 

My most special days are the ones with you  The massage of your presence fixes me  The emptiness when you leave from my view  Is the payment to see your smile's glee    I get to feel the comfort of you close  Hold you with no worries of tomorrow  Sometimes when our pastime I oppose most  I'll yet find more joy wherever we flow   Crashing down to pain I bring us often  My errs the roots of the soon solitaire  But those pains towards us will somehow soften  By the forgiveness you find in the air    When will you come visit my flower near  You never forget to bring our days cheer 

This poem is about: 
Me

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