I am unaware

If this is real

Or even fair

But your love

And your care

Make me breath

As if you are air

And your touch

Creates a flare

Within my heart

That was never there.


Sometimes, I have dreams of past loves. And it makes me feel vulnerable. Sad almost. But then I get out of my bed, do my hair, get dressed, and face the day. Because that was just a moment, and I have the ability to create better moments.


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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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