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My BFF

Oh, the joy earned,

Having a friend like you

A model of the ways of life

Next to me is pureness.

To open up my heart,

Not too afraid for you to see

Or too displeased to care.

Just to rest in silence,

Savoring our tender tie.

Oh, to sit so close to you sharing,

Moments of our lives passed.

The soft aura that we are joined,

By this friendship

Is the purest of all.

2019. © William Darnell Sr

All rights reserved.

Year Posted 2019

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It Isn't Easy

It isn't easy still being in love with you,

and not being able to see you every day.

There are these times where,

I'd give anything,

just being able to gaze into your eyes.

Being able to hold you in my arms,

even if,

for a few moments.

I feel so incomplete,

I feel as if,

a part of me is missing without you here.

As time has passed by,

and we're not together?

I know that this is how things have to be.

It gets difficult without you,

when I can smell the scent of your perfume.

It doesn't make it any easier to bear.

Every day without you,

reminds me,

of our pleasures,

we've shared.

You've added so much to my life,

I'm missing you even more.

So, don't forget that I love you,

and I'm thinking of you,

every waking moment.

I'm counting every second,

until the moment,

we are together once again.

| Copyright © William Darnell Sr |

| Year Posted 2020 | All Rights Reserved |

Source - PoetrySoup™

Credits: Nong Vang @californong

Meadows of Green

In the meadows of green,

the flowers so bright.

We walk in the pasture,

with thoughts being right.

We talk to each other,

we cover our fears.

Our hearts are together,

love is having some tears.

We talk with each other,

all day long.

Holding hands with the flowers,

making life, being strong.

Our love never fades,

our hearts are so true.

Oh, how I love you,

how can it turn blue?

In those meadows of green,

we used to walk through...

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