Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Trust me when I say,
ways born their
Corners and turns own-selves.
Trust me when I say,
this sky born the deserts and briers.
Those hills too, which,
When we try to climb,
They seem so high,
And rolls so inclined
When we get back.
For Evidence, I will
Bathe you with
Millions of kisses,
To show you that
Your's forehead has
Always meant to be,
For my moist lips.
And so
my lips have been.
I will hold your hand,
Until it won't melt
Within mine,
To show you the heat of
My hand has always
Meant for yours and
It shall be.
*-----------------*------------------------*---------------------------------------*------------------------*
YOU ARE READING
Eternal Feelings
PoetryMax. Rank #3 This collection is combination of many poem of love and nature. If you love to read short poems you shall love this. (find yourself between the lines) If you are interested in only love poems you can jump to the poem No 4 and 5 and...
