Posted in Life, New, Poetry



10:27 PM

Flowers bloom in the medium
Like babies in the womb
Loving you in proportion
Help me thrive in different seasons.
You are the blood that flows through my veins
Pumped into my heart and flows from within
Thirst filled by you in the afterglow
Spending some time under the weeping willow.
Loving you seems to energize me
Some tasks ahead seems to mesmerize me
Difficulties to hurdle seems easy for you to handle
Holding your hand gives me security that is dependable.


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