Meaning.

Curly haired child underneath blue covers why do you hide as your lips quiver?   Why must your dreams resemble the past awoken by screams like sounds of shattered glass?   Your eyes are swollen, on top of soaked pillows for you have mistaken the power of your woes   Which hold higher meaning One…

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New Love

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…

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When.

When you fall in love, you  become  vulnerable in  the  most  perfect  way. Your  heart   somehow  fills the    hole    that    once    was. And  time  becomes   a   concept, of  wholesome  unending  moments that infinity and beyond can’t compare.   When you loose love, you don’t  really loose  it. It…

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Faces.

I have seen Many faces Some mean Some misplaced.   But your face Will forever matter A scared place That now looks at her   It haunts me In my darkest dreams Just to see A future that seems   Perfect with you. I don’t know if you still read my poems or not, I…

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Elegance.

She stands strong like a woman should for there is no wrong but only hidden good   Within her soul between her temples for she is whole a prime example   of elegance. The meaning of elegance to me: is the ability to gracefully carry yourself physically and most importantly, mentally. There is so much…

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Glimpse.

Glimpse of us flicker  like  stars reflected on wet pavements, on nights of  thunder  and  rain that matches the tremble in my heart when I get a glimpse of your brown eyes. Just for a brief moment, this face holds a smile and creates  rivers  from  the  sockets of  my  eyes. Your presence can be…

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Live.

Caress my soul With tender love For no one is whole Or pure as white doves.   Hold my hand and don’t  let  go For life can be bland So let your feelings grow   Be vulnerable Like plants in winter Seek  to  be  uncomfortable For only then, will you live harder. Take chances and…

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Heat.

I watched his fingers intertwined with mine, and my thoughts wander to a place stuck in time.   Wishing this feeling was more than lust yet nothing is more appealing than his gentle thrust.   That heats this body and warms this heart. I don’t feel sorry when morning starts   Like a routine, I…

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Silver Hair.

Where is she going? Woman with silver hair Her gaze focused Her walk with purpose   She radiates confidence A warrior of her time For she has felt More than this very heart   That studies her with awe In hopes these legs can One day walk with purpose And silver hair. To age, is…

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Wishes.

I loose myself. Every time I talk to to him again. I wish my heart wasn’t so attached to him. I wish everything  I did wasn’t to get over him. I wish I didn’t allow my self to get influenced by him. I wish these hands didn’t want to touch his face again. I wish…

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