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The idea that I could wake in the middle of the night one day and turn over in bed to see another person.
Someone who I'll love so wholeheartedly,
Someone I'll trust to love me back just as much.
I'll hear the birds sing.
Watch as the sun rises over the horizon, and try to catch the yellow rays as they stream through my windows.
Windows I don't yet know.
I'll move my lovers hair out of their face,
Feel their soft breath hit my hand as I leave it against their cheek,
I'll caress the soft skin of their cheeks.
I'll hear the world go quiet and the crickets begin to chirp.
I'll sit on a shore overlooking a lake,
My lovers hand in my own.
I'll watch as the moon glistens on the water,
As the stars and fireflies dance in the sky till I can't tell them apart.
One day I'll feel at peace,
I'll feel loved,
Listened to,
Heard.
I'll have so many beautiful moments that I'll get to share.
I can't wait for that day.
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
