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Eternal-
Never Ending
Never Dying
Never Lying
If I have to wait forever...
At least I have this pride
This burden
Never Ending
Eternal-
Romantic poems
Romantic poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Pumpkins.
Your big, bright brown eyes
are like October,
with sweet,
fall undertones.
Warm and cozy.
Dazzling Silks.
You are the sky,
eternal and navy.
No matter how dark it is
or how early;
your blue.
Dancing Finger Tips.
Cup my face with your rough,
callused hands,
place your lips on my forehead,
tell me it's all gonna be alright.
Hold me in your arms
until the end of forever.
Oceans.
I'll swim in the ocean
that is your mind and
I'll stay there forever.
In you, I will drown my secrets & dreams and their corpses will sink forever,
for there is no bottom.
Locks.
Your thick brown locks stick up and out.
Kind of silly.
When you run your fingers through it, it looks like marble, running through cracks in the wall.
Tol,
We were giants
In this smol world.
Although i was smol to you
You were big to me.
Giving me affection
Was difficult
But it never stopped you
It took a while for those
Invisible strings to form
Around our hearts
And eventually
Bring us together.
So we waited.
Windy.
With skin so soft,
But your dance creates flames,
But it's not elegant,
You rock your own world,
You don't care who's looking.
As you're surrounded by smoke,
You fall
to the ground being suffocated by the grey mass finding its way into your lungs.
Then it's just us.
Your words shake me like a hundred hurricanes.
Heart Eyes.
Your eyes are deep,
They tell stories I would not even be able to comprehend.
Many beyond my belief.
But they're lovely.
You're lovely
eyes
i remember a boy,
a beautiful thing,
he had everything going for him,
but no matter how happy or joyful he seemed,
there was something,
i know
because in his eyes it gleamed,
so i asked this boy
"what's hidden in your sighs?"
and he simply replied
"my plain brown eyes."
this made me laugh,
but it cause me to think,
this is why is happiness tends to sink?
but it is not true
can he not see,
all my walls came down
let me tell you something.
let me say the questions i think about out loud just for a moment.
why in the fuck did our hands fit that way.
why the fuck could i breathe so easy around you.
all my fucking walls came down that night.
every
single
fucking
one
of
them.
it felt like i was 7 again.
before shit started going down in my life and i learned to protect myself physically and mentally.
i grew stone walls
and people wrapped the poison ivy vines around them trying to get under my skin.
i built walls and fences.
bridges
i keep coming back to you
because our bridges haven't burned.
and even after they have,
i will still try to swim to you.
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