Stop!
Listen to the sound of my heart, and the Rhythm I beats and sings
The crys it makes of joyful glee
For each throbbing beat, sings about the story of my rose
The one bright and small
Who is amongst the weeds has been able to grow
Till the day it found another of it's own
Though the other was beaten and battered
It song to it the woes and loves
And shined and gleamed to hear the other listen
Till the two grow together
And from a beuty amounst weeds
YOU ARE READING
Short Poems For My Bf^^/
RomanceI'm not too good at writing but with time and effort I know I can can get better. Constructive criticism helps lol
