I see my book on your shelf
And yours on mine,
I would take our afterthoughts
And turn them into rhyme.
Every love story starts with
A blank page.
Take note,
People still write letters
Left for others to quote.
Each day with you
Leaves a poet at a loss for words.
I love you, Darragh.
A time for us,
A private bookcase
Sealed with kisses.
Jul 18, 2021
Jul 18, 2021 at 7:07 AM UTC
I see my book on your shelf
And yours on mine,
I would take our afterthoughts
And turn them into rhyme.
Every love story starts with
A blank page.
Take note,
People still write letters
Left for others to quote.
Each day with you
Leaves a poet at a loss for words.
I love you, Darragh.
A time for us,
A private bookcase
Sealed with kisses.
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