A Love Poem
Every word you say
Is a work of art
And all the tales I could spin
From every syllable
That stumbles from your lips
It would be a masterpiece
We could be a masterpiece
We could be a tapestry
Weaving in and out with indigos and blushing roses
Falling over
With the grace and beauty
Of a waterfall
Copyright © Emily Busemeyer | Year Posted 2023
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