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I only live for you,
so give me your words,
For I’ll be nothing without them.
Stories to keep me sane,
as I go through the stormy days,
without your presence,
next to my aching heart.
Say the words of console,
to envelop me whenever the cold comes,
the sweet whispers of love and passion,
to stop the tears from ever flowing,
when the images of you recur,
in every minute and moment,
of my miserable life.
The day they stop coming,
will be the day I die.
so give me your words,
For I’ll be nothing without them.
Stories to keep me sane,
as I go through the stormy days,
without your presence,
next to my aching heart.
Say the words of console,
to envelop me whenever the cold comes,
the sweet whispers of love and passion,
to stop the tears from ever flowing,
when the images of you recur,
in every minute and moment,
of my miserable life.
The day they stop coming,
will be the day I die.
Iera Stilinski
2 comments:
salam...ur blog is really nice!
Salam, thank you for your compliment. :) i hope you enjoyed my poems. And thank you for dropping by! ;)
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