People enter this dark room with all the myths and fables
Every breath of morning air, every blank and lively stare
Through the mysteries and darkness, given all the second chances
Nothing's left, only adores; I don't have to be lovelorn
Lower lights, glazing eyes—you blessed me with a whole new life
Abandoned imperfections, counter with all companions
The heartbeat and circulating blood, the eyes that spark
You left me with a permanent, unerasable love mark
I tattoed your breath into my heart
Glue your eyes into my mind
I saw what's real, and I saw what's right
You draw these pieces of art
The love mark that healed my scars
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Your Love Buried Deep Inside My Disastrous Heart (Poetry)
PoetryMy most poetically written poems are buried deep inside my disastrous heart. Love is poetry; you are the poetry.
