Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

May 18, 2013

My True Love

by Lizbet B.

I followed the moon and it brought me back to you 

I thought you only existed in fairytale books 
Your eyes shined in the moonlight, 
Your smile was so bright for a moment there 
I thought you were Mr. Right
I fell in love with your nice side,
But disliked your bad side,
So I tried our love and took a ride 
Now you're mine until I die

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