As I was crying out my plea,
Maybe heaven did speak to me.
As I gazed at the passing cloud,
These rue eyes caught you in the crowd.
For my deepest stories and songs,
Your name captives me without wrongs.
You reminded me how to fly,
As your presence made me so high.
But when we faded to nothing,
All my emotions kept busting.
I recall the time you loved me,
Still made me fall down on my knee.
YOU ARE READING
Adoring Her Still
Poetry"You need to be happy even if I'm out of your reach." -His point of view-
