The Poet

As we sat, I read to you;

About rainbows and butterflies, all things true.

Poems written from my heart;

Tormented emotions as we fell apart.

I closed my eyes afraid to look;

Scared you’d judge my poetry book.

When I saw you smile so bright;

I wrote this poem in the full moon light.

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