Truly, Madly, Deeply

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Truly, madly, deeply
lying by your side
wondering if we can stop the world
by simply closing eyes.

Loving, caring, dearly
beautifully sound asleep
like a porcelain doll never to touch
but always mine for keeps.

Holding, closely, darling,
never wanting to let you go
as I search the cemeteries of lost in love
awaiting your smile to take me home.

 

Girl-Rain-Art-Wallpapear

©Nick Hawkins Poetry, all rights reserved

 

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