You Really Are.
In memories I ache.
Kisses keep me awake
That never occurred.
Some might have preferred
Not to have loved and lost.
But your smile
Was worth the cost.
Que sera sera.
I bow to my last hurrah
And know
That you really are
- A part of me.
The lovelight
In your eyes
Remains.
When all else dies.
I lost you to the skies
In shades of blue.
My ballerina dances
On petals
Of hope and chances.
Love's flower
Your beauty enhances.
When dreams come true
I'll wait for you.
Someday
We'll both be free.
You really are
- A part of me.
poem by Kevin East
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