Truly, Madly, Deeply

Truly, Madly, Deeply

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

Loving, caring, dearly
beautifully sound asleep
like a porcelain doll never to touch
but always ours to keep.

Holding, closely, darling
never wanting to let you go
as we search the cemeteries of lost in life
awaiting love to take us home.

 

Girl-Rain-Art-Wallpapear

©Nick Hawkins Poetry, all rights reserved

 

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