I want to be
the air that you breathe
the tears in your eyes
the smile on your lips
the hand holding yours
your dreams as you sleep
your past, your present and your future
and the memories you treasure when I'm gone forever.
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A Piece Of My Heart: Poetry and More
PoetryFalling in love is a process. So is falling out of it. This collection of mine has been written slowly over the years. It contains not only poems, but little tidbits, snippets from my diary, musings, and philosophies of what love is and of how love...
