If this moment is my last
I wish to touch the sky
If this is my last step here
Let me live in those eyes
As I lay on this bed of roses
I am not prepared to die
Their fragrance is yours
Let me live in those eyes
Never wished to live forever
A moment with you is mine
This lively life is always yours
Let me live in those eyes
Do not sit near my bed here
I cannot see my smile cry
If you really want me here
Let me live in those eyes
©4yearoldadult
Mortality and immortality are designed to co-exist in a yin-yang fashion.
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Beautiful. 🙂 Indeed, very nice..
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Good to know that my ten minutes of thoughtfulness have created something good 🙂
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🙂 🙂
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Beautiful 🙂 you’re gonna make us scorned single ladies start bawling over here soon! Lol!
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If that happens, I recommend all such ladies to move on to the other poetries on my blog. I assure them that they will smile before leaving the page 😉
Thank you for the complement 🙂
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omg! LOVE! That is a great post!
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Thank you 🙂
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It’s a beautiful poem!
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Nice to hear that you liked it 🙂
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I simply love it!
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Feels great to hear that 🙂
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☺
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