True Love
I fall on the cloud below me
Stare out the window , blowing the curtains onto my feet
I can hardly breathe
A smile so true, so sweet
Holding on every thought of you
Smiling, can't believe it is true
Waiting for your return to me
I will be waiting by our tree
I already miss your touch
Your tender kisses you put on my temple
Hurry home, its all to much
Your words are comfort and gentle
I can sit by my window all year
Waiting, waiting I will have no fear
When I see you come towards the door I will run
Embrace you, warm each other since there is no sun
No, you are not of wealth or glory
You can not provide for me
I can not wait to tell people our story
You slipped the silver band around my pale finger
The happiness I felt was not able to linger
Nights go by, you became weak
The winter is so cold, you are no longer able to speak
Our declaration of love was on hold
You became ill
I didn't want to believe what I was told
This isn't free will
I held your hand, praying
I slept alone, begging us isn't fraying
You speak your last words under you your breath
I cry on your chest, don't end in death!
This Poem Was Inspired By The Movie Bright Star. Also The Love Story Of John Keats.
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