I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way
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.
Snow has melted outside the windows. Puddles covered streets of St. Paul. The calendar shows that spring is here, but with you I’m feeling cold.
This poem was inspired by Ananda Only and his story about his beloved brother. https://anandaonly.in/2017/08/28/there-are-always-songs-to-sing/ Your spirit is in my heart forever, Even on days
I haven’t seen you for some time, and I have no desire. The time has quickly passed us by, like current passes through a wire.