I search for insight every day
To the things that make up you,
Your interests that resist decay,
And those that shift and change:
Your love of music, I too hold;
Your excitement as you start a song,
That you'll soon want to be retold,
On that guitar you love to play;
Then every series, every show,
All the movies you too love,
Every film I do not yet know,
That you wish to share with me;
And I wish to share with you
All of the hydrangeas that you love;
Oh, how perfect you'd look, too,
With them scattered in your hair,
The way you'd look in the color blue,
And all the ways that you are my view...
January 20th, 2024
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𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬
Poetry"There are other sorts of speaking that I tend to seek, Since all the feelings are entrapped inside my heart: I rip this bleak chest open and its blood begins to leak Then draw you a castle of roses and to you this gift impart." - an excerpt from "M...
