FOR YOU KNOW
There is tenderness tucked in
the folds of history
There's love with the door
latch
There is an opaque desire
encased in hope
Formerly my heart blossomed
during the morning light from the window
Then my love drops from the
door of your heart
Until now the feeling is still
there
Though the certainty can not
exist
Being normal is not an option
Crying is not the best
Regret not a solution
Because who loves you
It is
my heart
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