Forget Me Not

Valentyne Dreams

I worry that You forget
My heart
Beats
Only
for You.
I worry that You forget
My words
from the night I spilled my heart to You.
I worry that You forget
My soul
was given freely to You when You stroked it with love.
I worry that You forget
My confession
that each poem I pen is deservedly Yours.
I worry that You forget
My love
is given to You and is Yours alone.
But most of all:
I worry I will wind up a disposable bloom
Forgotten
Instead of Your exquisite rare flower.

~ Valentyna Holloway ©

non disposable bloom

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About livedinitaly

Love food and traveling. Breaking out of this introvert shell by expressing my thoughts, experiences and feelings.
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