You might just be obsession, but I hope you stay on my mind for an eternity.
We dance as one and sing as a harmony.
On the balcony, you're singing the sweetest little melody.
You notice me as I notice you running to your room to let them confirm my existence.
Unfortunate how swiftly I vanish as quickly as you see me.
I am all but a ghost of your loving existence.
The air you breathe brings me oxygen.
Without you, I am dead. With you, I excist.
Swaying side to side in her arms, you rest.
I promise you no pain.
I promise you forever.
I promise you.
I promise.
Just as quickly as she leaves, I swiftly rid you of pain.
You notice her absence like you notice me.
She is all but a waste of your sweet existence.
I cleaned up the mess she made and brought you back to the balcony.
They don't notice my existence. Their eyes are all glued on her head.
I asked you to sing but all you could do was scream.
I cleaned up the mess she made, and now I must clean yours.
I watch your head tilt next to hers in the waste of your existence.
You're a littering waste of existence.
You squandered my time and swift appearance.
Now I must find another's harmony. Another loving existence.
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
