#sweetboy
No one can put a number on my love-
Though many have tried.
No diamond rings or shiny things,
Could ever change my views,
Of how I feel and what I think and
How I dream of you.
Seasons change; cold wind and rain-
Flowers wilt and die.
Spring again, I blossom then;
And you are by my side.
Always you speak to me,
So elegant and true.
Always captivate me with your soul-
Radiating indigo hues.
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 9:45 PM UTC