To my lover
For whom, my heart skips a beat,
Don’t ask me for more
Because I only have
So much love to give.
The story starts,
The pinafore days
My eyes in awe, The years of bliss,
The ABCs, the one-two-threes
Happiness, when came from the core of the heart
The years of giving and accepting love
Love of Admiration, of Respect,
Or of Simply love
Those days of giving an Extra piece of love
Those days of love, those days of love
Those days
I had an infinite pieces of love.
But soon
The years of demands began
The years of wanting and keeping
Everyone happy, began.
Giving away,
That stored Love began
Not wanting love in Return began
They smiled at me
And asked for more
A selfless Giver, they applauded me.
Little did I know
There’d be days of Self loathe
There’d be days
I’d need Love, For myself, For my heart.
I’d spent too much by then
I’d given away all my pieces of love
And forgotten to Ask for any
Because I was proud;
Didn’t think I’d need any
And Always thought I had enough.
Didn’t count myself,
In the names who Needed that love.
Now I’m healing,
A time I’m planting,
A tree of love
Sometimes feeling sorry I’m forgetting,
To Nourish on time;
Miraculously,
A love blooms from time to time
Close to my heart _
For my heart.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll have one more
I promise
I’ll give You that love,
But don’t ask for more,
Because I only have,
So much love to give.
And if I have one more
I’ll keep it hidden
And I’ll give it to you
If you’ve spent too much
And if you are left With
Only so much love to give…
I’ll give you mine
Because then I’ll have
So much love to give.
Beautiful poem ❤️
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Thank you Chris ✨❣️
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You’re welcome
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