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May 1
I would cherish the simple things;
Like a surprise homemade card, just because it is spring.  
I would love silly, corny poems;
Not because they are literary works of art,
But because they would be true reflections of your caring heart.

It would make me smile with joy;
To wake to the sound of your voice.
To be wrapped in your arms sharing a kiss;  
Oh yes!
This would be my sweetest form of bliss.

Lost in your brown eyes;
Drowning in waves of chocolate would be a merciful way to die.

Though none of this can be; When you are no longer with me.
No longer by my side to cause my heart to soar and fly.
Now I am shattered and broken.
On the inside I cry, though, on the outside I simply sigh.

What a loss, losing your love was to me.  
I wish I had held on tighter and never let you leave;
If I would be honest with myself,
I knew for some time now you wanted to be free.  
Free from my love.

All I can say is;
“If it was meant to be,
then someday you will find your way back to me.”

So, with much love
I send you my dearest
a kiss on a cold winter’s breeze;
Hoping to warm your heart,
and not allow your love for me to freeze.
Written: 12:44 am Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Written by
Corlotta Murry  30/F
(30/F)   
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