During clear blue skies
And peaceful nights
Overwhelming stress consumes
Us whole without gagging
Then you touch its walls
Making cracks trail its form
Until it breaks into many pieces
You have many strange powers
I release myself
To the whims of the world
Yet you hold me tightly like a kite
On the brink of soaring to space
Your voice trickles through
My dreams and keeps me aware
Of the universe and beyond
Conclusively you are the closest one to me.
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Ponder
PoetryA collection of poems for my forever lover filled with conundrums that keeps me thinking about his nature. No one understands what motivates his desire or movements. My frosted emotions can only imagine how he can touch me without suffering from fro...
