The love we have collected in this time
Is like the flowers we see in the spring.
As refreshing as the smell of a lime
Do these memories most happily bring,
Some are as unique as a rare black rose.
Others like the everyday sky we see.
Yet, our love is special; everyone knows
That together we will forever be.
I sit with you in the calming breeze,
stuck in my endless fantasies, feeling
relaxed, quiet, yet completely at ease.
And I kiss your cheek, firmly believing
the love we have is one only we share,
unmatchable by any other pair.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
The love we have collected in this time
Is like the flowers we see in the spring.
As refreshing as the smell of a lime
Do these memories most happily bring,
Some are as unique as a rare black rose.
Others like the everyday sky we see.
Yet, our love is special; everyone knows
That together we will forever be.
I sit with you in the calming breeze,
stuck in my endless fantasies, feeling
relaxed, quiet, yet completely at ease.
And I kiss your cheek, firmly believing
the love we have is one only we share,
unmatchable by any other pair.
Another piece written for my English class my Freshman year. We had to write sonnets.
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