I spill my heart into little messages
and send them through the sky
Aiming for your heart
like the arrows of cupid
but falling short once again.
Cut me out of your life
like a newspaper doll
If need be
For I am running
out of tears and coloured thread
my heart is broken and so are my wings
I feel the need to fly
but my feet are buried in the sand
beside you
Don't make me fly away
just give me your heart
I promise to wear it with pride
For I love you my love
But the passion is barren
and my limbs stiff
my body cold as stone
Longing for the afternoon sun
which is you...
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This is so beautiful! I loved it. I pictured it all in my mind as a read long, and it was just beautiful. There's not many poems I actually imagine in my mind like that. It was awesome.
Sometimes love makes us feel helpless and we can't seem to go on. If the love is not returned then we must find the one that will return it. Love is best when given away, but someone will return it and they are the ones you are looking for! Good write! Anthony