Your Poem

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You make me feel the way music does

A soft melody bringing a lift of inflections

A chord of harmonies

Rising of notes and a fallen voice


You make me feel like the constellations

A cloudburst of jewels shuddering the sky

An ice moon bathing those eyes

Stars dispersed throughout our silhouettes


You make me feel the way the day ends

A raw sunlight trimmed against the horizon

A nostalgic heartache

Sunsets crawling on my crystalline bones


You make me feel like the forest

An enigma of spiced branches along the green

A mystery of depth

Listening to the visions of heaven on sun paths


You make me feel the way a painting freezes

A series of grayscale photos molded by colors

A streak of oily tears flowing from the paper

Pools of bloody abstract


You make me into a poem

A fervid emotion of alive words

Cursive carved into my ghastly skin

Releasing chains that caught silence in my throat


You make me into this beautiful emotion

For all I ever wanted to be, was your poem

~ Kes


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