DEAR MINE
DEAR MINE,
Yesternight without you
I couldn't feel my beat anymore
And so I decided to cry so more
Wide open I let the floodgates
And soaked wet my eyes
For no longer could I hold it in
The fact that I couldn't be beside you
And graze on your red ochre lips
Nor lie my lead head on your bossom
The last tear fell of with a thud
For the third time I cried out
Your name in the thick of the night
As though you were next door
This poem is about:
Me
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