The music playing
through the mirror
my mind a drift
Thinking about the
Queen of Brookline
the one I want
Her laugh always
warming to the soul
smile melting the heart
to a pure liquid
Wanting to love
something with her
that will last forever
Thinking about growing old
sitting in our rocking chairs
still having each other
Review Request Direction:
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How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
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Comments
you must not make your poem
you must not make your poem bare like a nude chest , you must embed with some bra for example
Just a love poem,
but nice.