I look into your eyes and see a fire.
Your face shows passionate looks of desire.
I know you leave soon and it makes me sad
because I want to be with you so bad.
I miss it when you hold me so tight,
tell me you love me, and kiss me goodnight.
But these are dreams I made up in my head.
Reality sets in and I feel dread.
But everytime I receive a letter.
It makes me feel a little bit better.
Im sorry that your bf is leaving! but this is a good poem, you rhymed well, and the flow was pretty good also
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