I want you to want me like I want you
Is that me asking you to make with white a hue?
Could you just feel for me what I feel for you?
And if you don’t know what I mean, just look through my eyes
And you’ll see my pupil holds no secret
And if that doesn’t seem enough
Just listen to how my heart calls out to your name
I don’t know what love is
If it means something that leaves your heart in a cuff,
But if love means any of these things I feel for you,
Then please love me like I love you
Is that something you can’t do?
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THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
