Future of Us
I wonder what lies in the future
of a christmas break in year 2023
amidst the coldness of winter
are you still mine then to keep?
I wonder what lies tomorrow
was is it still your hand that I hold
or one of us chose to let go
away from each other's grip?
I wonder what lies in the future
will your heart still beat for me?
will I still be the one you live for?
are you still mine then to keep?
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Metaphors Beneath the Riptides
Poetry"Your I-love-you was like a scribble in a sand- At first it was there then next it was not" Metaphors beneath the Riptides An Anthology By Eos Pleuvoir 2020 Cover Made with Canva
