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Love and Golden Memory
My heart can't content to
the very fact of not being
with you again.
With every passing day
The mesmirizing illusion
Of yearning to be in your
Abode grasp my heart to stupor.
I still clinched to a love unattainable.
I wish love could give us a chance
again.
To share our hearts clenching desires.
To wake up to a tantilizing
Heart dropping of good will wishes from you.
To walk the street holding each others arm like kids
Who seems carefree to the
Rumbling noise around them.
To be quick to respond to each other even when all our differences glare to set us apart
I wish i could turn the the hands
of time to retrieve the pleasant
Memories that allures my heart
To keep me loving you.
Even when it layed bared
You're ain't gonna be here
To reciprocate that love.
What is left now is a
Golden memory..
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Geezer
Tue, 2022-05-03 06:32
Truth...
There are a few subtleties, that I think need ironing out.
You start with one in the first line: "My heart can't content"...
If you want to use the word [content] it should be used as so:
"My heart is not content, that I may not be with you again."
I would write the next line as: "With every passing day, I yearn to be with you"
My [head] is in a stupor, [hearts don't go into a stupor]. The next line should be.
I am still holding to a love unattainable, [or unobtainable].
The next line is good. Then, [To share our heart's desires] To wake-up to heart
thrilling wishes from you. To walk the streets, holding hands like children, being
carefree. Even though our differences set us apart. Ignorant of the rumbling around us.
Wishing that I could turn back the hands of time, retrieving the pleasant memories,
Memories that keep me loving you. Even though, I know you won't be there, to share this love.
All that's left is a golden memory.
There are certain subtleties to the English language that one must learn before attempting
to write such an ambitious piece of work. Hopefully, you will learn them through constant
use of English, speak it and use it whenever you can. Good luck! ~ Geezer.
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