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As everyday dies,
emotions are on the rise.
As each dawn dries,
passion purposefully plies.
A cluster of thoughts;
thoughts that can't be fought.
Memories that can't experience drought;
your presence I've always sought.
I can't forget those days
when love was blessed with grace.
The sun was always with rays.
My shoe, always with a lace.
Now you're with another;
more of a husband than a lover.
An obvious romantic blunder;
seems you're meant for each other.
My heart still sings a song.
The theme can never be wrong.
For you, I'll forever long.
This feeling will always be strong.
I like your poem🙂
Thanks friend