The closest to

Heaven he ever

Knew was right

Next to her

 

He wished to grow

Perfectly Old

Just to know

Their love was gold

 

And the earth

would bury them

Where flowers birthed

And insects hummed.

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Isn’t love just a beautiful thing?

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©aishaadamspoetry

Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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