Bo Vigoren Poet Romanticism

Dry Eyes

Every day i pushed away/
Endless feelings of dismay/
Every day I prayed, but lost my faith/
When the pain didn't dissipate/

But Your eyes dry my own/
And your smile is my home/
My lap is your throne/
My heart yours alone/

Every day my will would stray/
Gaining speed,  to my dismay/
My mind would find reasons to stay/
Then throw them out so it could play/

But Your smile writes my mood/
And your eyes play my tune/
Your lips are my doom/
Dont want annieone but you/

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Dalia Shahein January 6, 2016 at 4:29 PM Wow! This is a magnificent poem my dear , so beautifully and brilliant in a very unique way , I'm in love with ur romantic sense , I give you a 7 and a big hug / / :) dalia Bo Vigoren January 6, 2016 at 4:50 PM A thousand times thank you!