Love is like a game of chess
-everything is a mess.
Every move counts.
Everything has its own amount.
It may be confusing
and sometimes amusing.
And you'll need your brain
for your heart's gain.
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Ethereal Beings
PoetryA book of poems filled with everything I want to say. This contains my thoughts and feelings. "We are two ethereal beings- too perfect for this world. Love is an ethereal being- too perfect to exist." Highest rank #124 [August 2, 2017]
