True Lovers

by Victor Binge
She was both blind and on a wheelchair,
But with him she could see clear the love they did share,
She walked into his heart with a lot of care,
She meant everything to him like air,
He considered more what he felt for her,
Never let other people's opinions come between their hearts,
He was the only reason she craved for the following days,
To walk along and never leave each other sides,
He treasured most what he could not get from other girls,
The warmth in his heart from the love he felt,
Feeling that he could not borrow or purchase,
He cared the reason why he went along with her pace,
She never thought about her legs and eyes,
Because he could walk and see for her,
Making them not just a couple but true lovers.
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abbywookie

abbywookie

March 9, 2015 - 12:12 This is beautiful ;) Awesome work, keep writing :))
Victor Binge

Victor Binge

March 9, 2015 - 14:57 Thank you Abby I'm your fan as well :). There are stories(other than poem) that I'm working on and when they are ready I'll start posting them. :)
abbywookie

abbywookie

March 10, 2015 - 03:03 Great! can't wait to read more from yours. =)
Dravench

Dravench

July 2, 2015 - 15:59 Oh my gosh this is like an entire novel put into a single, beautiful poem. FANTASTIC writing! Keep up the great work!!

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