Her

When she smiles,

I smile.

When she laughs,

I laugh.

When she loves,

I love.

When she thinks,

I think

When she cries,

I cry

When she hates,

I hate

When she hurts,

I hurt

When she loses control,

 

I’m at her mercy.

I follow,

Steps behind

Of my own mind

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Bertak0110

This is simply and beautiful and I LOVE IT

Liam Archer Shanahan

I appreciate the feedback! I'm glad you enjoyed.

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