* small collection of 2-stanza poems*
-i-
Every time I see him, my heart beats so fast
Every time I think of us, I really hope it lasts
What is this that I'm feeling?
Whatever it is, it's got me reeling
His deep voice strums my heartstrings
His loud laugh makes me grow wings
I'm terrified and ecstatic at the same time
We've done nothing wrong, yet it feels like a crime
-ii-
The damage has already been done
There is nothing left to be won
Under the horizon dips the sun
And I'm sorry, but we've lost hun
Thought I'd shoot my shot, but I lost the gun
While the dream lasted, it was fun
It'll be alright, says the nun
I can't hear anything, just want to run
-iii-
Splotches of ink
In blue, black, and pink
All over my hands
From crafting distant lands
Black pencil dust
Result of the lust
For shaded sketches
And faded edges
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With love,
Loonazure
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