Poem's About Love

Poetry 64


It keeps coming untied,

Every time I lay my eyes on you,

Every time your eyes crinkle with a smile for me,

Every time you speak my name

That string around my heart that helps my feelings to be safe keeps coming untied.

By Lucy Williams

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