You will always have some complaints,
And myself some illusions about you.
Please keep quiet about the complaints,
And let me be silent on all illusions.
Along with the time,
May our memories not outflow,
Let everything fall away but,
Let our eyes and hearts keep all,
You share only a tiny bit of that and,
I will also take anything only slowly,
To replace, till we were to live.
You will always have some complaints,
And myself some illusions about you.
If you adopt any other way in life, its fine,
Let the colour of ā our loveā not be depleted,
If you move in other relation in life, its fine,
Let our relation be not altered ever,
Let that never disintegrate, we agree,
You may try other ways in life and,
Let me try something else, too,
Please keep quiet about the complaints,
And let me be silent on all illusions.
You will always have some complaints,
And myself some illusions about you.
Please keep quiet about the complaints,
And let me be silent on all illusions.
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Good afternoon and see you next time.
Published on Spillwords on 4th May 2023 with the changed title of “Lovingly Yours”. You may like it as below-š
Lovingly Yours
Such a beautiful poem ā¤ļø
Thanks a ton pl.
For some reason, it reads so calm yet holds world’s of thoughts and meaning. Lovely Jš¤
Thanks so very much.
Most welcome…
intimate acts
that so often lack passion and tact
the fact the mourning after
was blue like me and you
but you are a lady
and no slim shady
shall cross your bow
either then nor now~
oof~
Beautiful poem.
Thanks and regards.
A thought-evoking paradox! š
Sincere thanks.