My Poetry
How Lovers Feel
The wisp of the breeze in the morning
the casual delight of your smile
the thought of each new day dawning
can enhance my heart by a mile

The crisp dew drips from the petals
of the softest flowers I've seen
and a gift of the most precious metals
can be but only a dream

Is it always hard for a lover
to express the emotions they feel
are they perpetually kept under cover
as he falls in love HEAD OVER HEELS
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