By Richard Giron
- Published: November 2007
Poem About What It Means To Love
Analysis of Form and Technique
When I am without her, the sun doesn't shine as brightly.
When I am without her, the clouds are dark and foreboding.
When I am without her, the birds don't sing as sweetly.
When I am without her, the walls close in on me.
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