I wanted to walk through a garden with you
take a magical path through
sweet smelling trees
where rainbows burst into smiles
and time stands still
and you followed me
willingly
but your feet aren't moving
as fast as they used to
I can taste the nectar
in the air
hear the songs of birds
feel the warmth of many breezes
we're almost there
don't stop
we're
almost
there
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Comments (1)
And thats how it feels when someone falls out of love. Beautiful poem!