Creativity Magazine
like a weeping willow withstood several storms......i lean to grow.....
like an oyster in the ocean.....i travel alone..........
like a beehive up on a tree....i stand alone...........
my teardrops ,are the only treasure..... that i own .....
dig my heart....its deeper than the sea....full of love.......
sweeter than nectar.... is all i know ....
burried my heart ,in a deep grave ......cries out aloud.......allow me to pour....
blind in search of love....i suffer in deep pain
my wait for sunshine.......
my wait for blossom on the trees.....
my crave for unconditional love
a burning desire.... is all i feel ....in my heart
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