You made me smile.
Something I'd not done in a while.
My heart felt this sudden spark.
Feelings that were hidden deep in the dark.
Never thought I'd fall so deep
and still have the urge to weep.
You made a part of me whole
where life had taken its toll.
That which was broken
was healed through words unspoken.
You held me tight
and assured me that everything would be alright.
A part of me felt mended -
As if I had never ended.
A simple touch of your hand
felt like the ocean running through sand.
Is any love worth fighting for
before one decides to close the door?
That, my love, depends on how high you wish to soar
beyond the existence of your own core.
{ September 2015 }
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Black And White
PoetrySeeing a Black And White world is a form of naiveté. A beautifully, chaotic way of seeing a world covered in nothing but grey.