As time passes by,
And birds begin their flight
Colors are again bright
Because those 'Three' words you cannot buy.
Your eyes, My vision
Your heart, My beat
Your lips, My kiss
Your smile, My life.
The scent of your hair is mine to keep, Your hands only mine to hold.
The greatest Love story of our time is still yet to be told.
Very nice poem..so loveable. I am eagerly waiting for the greatest love story that needs to be posted....Really appreciate your effort...keep posting with lots more...
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