With each new day, comes a new feeling for you,
I can’t tell what they are, but I can tell they are true.
For, from you I draw hope, not fear,
I beg for the time when I can hold you near.
Life is a blessing, but life with no love,
Is an empty life, like peace with no dove.
Like a beat less heart, the rose with the thorn,
Like me and you, our love…torn.
My heart has frozen, my soul is dead,
The hate and the fear - clouds over my head.
My body weakens, it needs your light,
But these are just the writings, of a loveless life.
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Exclent Poem....
I loved your metiphours, but I'm not quite sure about the Dove one. It's hard to belive with a poem like this you are still single.
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