i am writing you
a love song
it might take
a while
i cannot sing
or play an instrument
and the rhymes
won’t reconcile
i know there is
an art to this
but it threatens
to become a trade
writing you
a love song
that does not end
or fade
i am writing you
a love song
it might take
a while
i cannot sing
or play an instrument
and the rhymes
won’t reconcile
i know there is
an art to this
but it threatens
to become a trade
writing you
a love song
that does not end
or fade
There’s not much that makes me smile just now, but your poems always make me forget that.
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