It's better to love him from afar.
A movie recommendation of my favorite film since I was 10 years old.
Everyday is a new day.
My love was made for you.
Another melody from my head... No in between, you're everything
I could face heaven or hell as long as it was with him.
He makes me high. FACT.
Cast endless rays on me please with your eyes
Where did all the sunshine go? A poem or metaphor about sunshine and depression.
I need him like a drug, like the very air I breathe.
When you love someone you want the best for them. Whatever that may be. A poem about me getting lost, finding love, learning lessons, and freeing what isn't mine, with love. A poem within a poem within a dream.
A poem about how hard goodbyes are.
I have enough love for his entire lifespan
My love for him just keeps growing
An oath or promise or plea. A love poem. 😊
All the things I've done and want to do. Truth is, I only want you. A tragic poem which contains an ounce of hope. My life is a Shakespearean tragedy. 😊
A poetic thought...
dreams of you
If we can't see it, we can feel it. If we see it, it changes us. We don't change it but it changes us.
tried to write a happy poem, part 2 of Wonder
Your light shines so bright in the dark...
the sleeping vampire has awoken
with the showers come the thorns but also flowers...
"my indecision is final". Sitting in a room with no door or windows with written equations everywhere and zero right answers. The odds are, he's the answer to all my problems.
I tried but failed
Why are simple things so hard to find?
A POEM. About losing things you never win for placing wrong bets WITH PEOPLE and love.
Sometimes he thinks of me... (a poem)
I'll have a double shot please
Nothing excites me more than you...
Dark hair brown-eyed boy get to know me There are fields of gratitude to plow The crown of my joy and topic of every story With you anything I'll allow © Delia Ross. 2019
Words with rhythm & rhyme about devotion
He is not the bird in a cage He is not the burn, or the flame He is not the bird falling from the sky He has not the look of abandonment in his eye He is not doubt, he is not the plague He is not boredom nor is he rage There is a … Continue reading Seconds to Love