When the tears hit the ground
He holds you to his strong chest.
He will always be there
Holding your heart and soul.
Don't push him away
For he is all you have
And all you ever wanted...
Love
Love in it's true form.
In gentleness
In sincerity
In elegance
In fresh blossoms
In the breeze
In the cold warm
In the cold
In the light
In you
And in him
Don't let it fall apart
Hold it with your whole being.
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Take Me Home (Original Poems)
KöltészetThese are the words that fill my head. Original poems.
