• emepoemz 10w

    Thinking I found love
    I made room for one
    It felt beautiful so I gave my all
    We would toast to the sunrise
    And drink to the beauty of the starry night sky
    Keeping secrets we found were hidden
    After we draw the curtains
    It was sweet and must have felt
    Just like the inside of a rose
    But sadly....she was surfeit
    For I was an object of will
    We were she described