I want to give my writing to my new boyfriend but i want someone to read and tell

H

Holland

New member
me if its okay? Something rare had found its way
From somewhere deep and here to stay
someone weeps until this day
i found a love had come my way

when its words that fail
a painting speaks
i painted words for you to read
not to clear for you to see
in the fog of a window
in the bark of a tree

now its real
I paint the clouds
into something worth shouting out loud

i dont care who is there to hear
just you and me and somethings clear
 
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