Broken river

Once you always had this smile,
It calms my temper, shakes my spine
It rushes my heart, temps my soul
Taking me deeper, making me whole.

Once we had this special time
We shared our lives,our sorrows and lines
We learned to love,in between lie
So here I stand,bleeding out my eyes..

Arguing:I held a Cri Du Coeur,
Under this moonlight,weeping we sunder
But somehow I know,we'll miss each other
Turning back, I came for an answer

Coming closer, hearing resonant cries
This wound gets deeper,I feel it inside
Hugging your gentleness,our tears combine
Creating this river,And kissing divine.

I called this poem "broken river because rivers cant be broken(dwuh)
well i got inspiration from re-reading "The Cinderella girl" and i just thought "I havent written a romance poem yet so why not try?"

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