Feelings, words, his thoughts expressed
Penned on papers, in card successed
Held against your heart hard pressed
Love so elegantly confessed
The paper crushed upon your chest
With your tears, softly compressed
Realize what once thought best
Comes from thinking you were blessed
Mingling now with all the rest
Only promises were his quest
Now will not ease the saddened breast.
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A beautifully written poem
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Thank you. Always appreciated.
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You’re welcome 😉
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