In the ebb of time, a day drifts by, filled with yearning for you,
In the longing gaze to behold you, my eyes gently shut anew.
Oh, the struggle to guide this fickle heart's desire,
To rise each dawn without you, the flames of passion still afire.
It's a bitter pill to swallow, in our shared dreams, I stand solo,
A poignant ache, for you're the forbidden love I shouldn't bestow.
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Love's Tapestry: Weaving Words of Romance
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by Jcena Mortiff that revolves around various forms of love. These words long to break free, the letters yearn for liberation, all gathered from the depths of the author's heart and mind. They are assembled here...
