My lips are stained from last night’s wine;
I reek of pub-stale smoke.
Yet, the only thing that keeps me alive
Is knowing you’re here, to the end.
If my hair falls out –
like lemmings off a cliff,
I’ll still have a cheery smile.
Because you know, I’m the same,
(as beautiful as before).
When my limbs give up on me;
Refuse to enjoy life’s adventures
You will not follow in suit – I know,
You’ll carry my joyous weight.
Then if the evening grows cold,
I slip away, and you shed a tear or two,
Do not worry my dearest love,
I will still be with you, always.
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A nice and simple, sincere love poem. Thanks for reading.
Written August 11th, 2006
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Touching, especially the last stanza, I feel.
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good luck
i love that some ppl will stay together forever that is wonderful -
thanks!!
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awesome
a wonderful poem for growing old and supporting eachother thru it. great write
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