My cliché poem

In the darkest of night
There’s a shimmering light
That illuminates my way

In the coldest of storm
It would keep my heart warm
Like a calm, sunny day.

But,

When I follow that light
And it leads me right
To the warmth my heart did seek
The mere sight of you leaves me complete and utterly weak

One Response to My cliché poem

  1. kaneelsuiker sê:

    It’s an old one from school that I renovated a bit.
    Despite the corniness it still has a nice fuzzy feeling to it.

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