Who Knows Poem by John Roberts

Who Knows



Your voice, your skin feels me within.
It tells me how precious to have you as a friend.
Water is blue, grass is green! I can only place you in a place where
water streams.
The wind will blow and the flowers will bloom but everyday I live, I live to love you. I'm glad to know who you are to me, your a queen who every Guys wants to seek. Your you because you are true. I'm me because everyday with you, is my dream.

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