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Sarah Taylor Feb 2018
Last night, I couldn't get any sleep
Instead I just lay in a huddled heap.
Tossing and turning, rolling in bed
Trying in vain to get you out of my head.
The beautiful time we had spent together
I desperately wished it would last forever.
But Sunny, if it makes you feel any better,
That lie you told me was the best thing ever.
Another poem of true love.
Sarah Taylor Feb 2018
I bathe in the warmth of the sun's gentle rays
Waves of radiation traveling millions of miles to heat the Earth
I close my eyes, savoring the temperate spring afternoon.
The smell of beef patties cooking upon a grill
The sound of birds chirping delightedly
A rush of emotion threatens to overwhelm me
Like a tidal wave capsizing a ship
Like a dam cracking under the strain of thousands of gallons of water.
I slowly open my eyes, which are brimming with joyous tears.
And your face fills my vision.
The ship topples, the dam shatters
My emotions burst forth in a torrent of tears and happiness
For I have just realized...

You are my spring.
A poem of true love.

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