A METAPHOR CALLED LOVE
by Destany
An empty hole
the supposed attraction was you,
filled with like for just a few,
after nothing but time the hole gets deeper.
I feel nothing but space,
space and loneliness.
I long to be with someone new.
Again a supposed attraction appears,
but i don't see the hurt.
The deepness is filled only for a moment.
Time passes like clouds in a sunset sky.
Again the empty hole gets deeper,
i dwell in loneliness.
And then there was you,
the brightness i imagine only lies in heaven.
It's more than attraction,
it's our destiny,
planning to be yours forever,
hoping we never fall apart,
You fill the deepness,
and it over flows,
with nothing but love.
A HOPEFULLY ENDLESS LOVE!
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
