Writers of Poetry forum: Always
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|I’ve loved you from the moment that
You stepped into my heart.
And ever since that day,
We’ve not been far apart.
I have nothing much to offer you,
Nor the moon and stars to give,
To beckon your heart from where it has lain,
and presently still lives.
I do not ask you walk away from it,
For I’d loathe it asked of me,
but let me hold you one last time,
before I set you free.
As we lie here in the shadows,
the tears begin to pour.
For I shall never call myself
Anyone’s but yours.
So, when we speak our final words
and you look into my eyes,
Know that I do love you still
and until the day I die.
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