I have another poem. I've just been spitting them out lately. I was hesitant to post this one, but I've got nothing to lose.
who is this one
sitting next to me
so close, and yet
so far
how can I tell this one
of the ache I have
inside that grows
each time we meet
why is this one
so able to make me smile
and laugh so freely
without reason
what could this one
be thinking
when our eyes lock
for moments at a time
when will this one
realize how much
I treasure
each and every embrace
will this one
ever come to know
the true depth
of my emotion
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What do you mean? All writing should come from the heart. If it came from the mind, it would have no depth.
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