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The warm and fuzzies
My pen used to be filled
With my tears
From heartbreak
I’d spread my tears
Over the pages
Spilling my soul
Since I met you
My heart doesn’t cry
So my pens run dry
Instead I feel
Warm and fuzzy
Sweet and lovey
There’s a tenderness
In my body
Aching for you
There’s a softness
In my voice
When I talk to you
I get nervous
And shy
Just at the thought of you
Forgive me
I’m not good at writing
Love poems
You see
I had no inspiration
Until I met you
With my tears
From heartbreak
I’d spread my tears
Over the pages
Spilling my soul
Since I met you
My heart doesn’t cry
So my pens run dry
Instead I feel
Warm and fuzzy
Sweet and lovey
There’s a tenderness
In my body
Aching for you
There’s a softness
In my voice
When I talk to you
I get nervous
And shy
Just at the thought of you
Forgive me
I’m not good at writing
Love poems
You see
I had no inspiration
Until I met you
Published 7th Aug 2018
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7th Aug 2018 4:26pm
8th Aug 2018 6:29am
I like it. nice writing. stay true to your emotions. Others can relate to your honest words and feelings. and it takes courage to let those feelings out. Your skill at expressing them is an added bonus to your talent.
8th Aug 2018 11:26pm
24th Aug 2018 11:07pm
Such a sweet poem! I got butterflies in my stomach just by reading it, hehe. The tone you've used is genuine and I couldn't help but smile at the imagery you've created.
Well done, my fellow Canadian, and thanks for participating in my competition!
Well done, my fellow Canadian, and thanks for participating in my competition!
