Ears hear that Ohio is for Lovers
The Mind knows this to be true
Ohio is for Lovers
My Mouth only wants to talk to you
Hearts here beat in harmony
My Eyes locked on you
Feet possessed to travel one path
Arms meant to embrace your Neck
Fingers tickle the Waist
The Throat lets out a laugh
Ohio is for Lovers
Souls begin to mesh
Lungs rise then decompress
Energies intertwine
1 Body
1 Soul
1 Mind
Ohio is for Lovers
Till our death
Till the end of time
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The Art of Abstraction
PoetryAbstraction is defined as the quality of dealing with ideas rather then events. This anthology of poems is my way of confronting ideas like love, depression, anger, and nostalgia.
