Much of feelings,
What and who's with the dealings,
Of my soul and heart.
Two stepping careful not to hurt,
Careful, dark days might snap,
Running a gauntlet.
Might think it's love,
It's something more to touch.
Reality and time,
Mixed with the pictures in my mind,
Of her naked, undressed by the water.
Altered space in the dark hours,
Making me understand my self higher,
More and more,
On and on,
The rager found his heart.
Dealt with the dark,
That was his fate.
Now all he can see is bright;
The colours, the dive,
Calm is his state.
Deep from the shore,
More she shows,
Swimming through a movie.
Found a balance;
Between, what he knows,
And what she shows.
Balance between the shades,
Sun and the moon,
Like an eclipse,
Sweet like a weekend noon,
Hoping the storm doesn't hit soon.
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23: the rebirth
Poetrystory of birth, love, death and rebirth, a story of his life.
