I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way

Poetry, Opinion, Politics
I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way
They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh,they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they
Eyes blinded by the sun, I didn’t notice when you stole my heart How masterfully you closed the door Left me wonder and wanting more.