*Just a button,
a notification click away.
So close yet so far
I don't know what to say
Different paths, Different minds
All secretly the same.
I don't even your name
Yet you managed to light that flame.
Fingers lighter than air
Each sentence written with flair
Painting pictures with words
You're so fuckin' rare
Causing Dejavu
when I speak to you,
You're a sly one
It's true. I think...
I'm addicted to you.
A symphony of creativity
As our words combine to one
An engrossing mental dance
That can put me in a trance
I don't always know
How to convey what I feel
Or the right things to say.
Just that whenever we talk,
It brightens my day.
When we argue
It sux, that much is true
Yet I can't envision my days
Anymore without you.*
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Pre And Post Pandemic Poetry
PoetryPoems written during and after the coronavirus pandemic
