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Jimin Park Submits

Author not a poet,
apology for the poem.
Wrote it in my last five minutes at the office.
Hope Jimin's message is clear to ya'll, cuties.

Next: Epilogue

- Hannan ♥ (kunyari hindi ito note 😂)

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I Submit

She has always have the way,
She knows the way
to my heart, and
uses it well to lure me, 'cause
she has in her fingers;
my heart, my soul and my every being.

From the way,
her lips stretch into
a beautiful smile.
It reminds me,
of how the moon cheers
when stars are present,
of how the sun kisses
the horizon in the west at dusk, and
of how the sun peeks
from the mountains in the east at dawn.

Her smile is one strong evidence
of a true beauty she holds, and
she does not even smile often.

The way, the way
her cheeks blush crimson
when flustered.
It reminds me,
of how her cute nose easily turns cherry
from cold,
of how her smooth soles turn pink
from blood pressure,
of how her face turns red
from anger; she is still pretty, and
of how her lips get thin with blood
from her lickings.

My heart tingles every time
she shows me more of her vulnerability, and
how imperfect she is.

And by the way,
her soft lips surrender to mine
when I kiss her.
It makes me feel,
how my universe
will fail without her,
how she fuels
my thirst for living,
how I can trade everything
I have for her, and
how I would love to see her face
during mornings.

For every precious tear
that comes to fill her eyes,
my anger turns tears,
I cry with her, I cry for her.

Her eyes are like a cliff,
deep and dangerous but
no one can stop me from jumping,
I will bare the fall
'cause I know, at the bottom of her eyes,
her heart lies all ready
to shelter me and,
cradle all that I have invested;
emotions and sacrifices.

To the way,
her mouth speaks; my name and her emotions.
It is like her voice is a melody,
to soothe my ears,
an awakening to stir my heart, and
an opening for me to see the contents of her heart.

During nights I hold her in my arms,
her hair scatters free, and
very soft on her pillow,
her scent lingers long in my nose;
it is addicting,
her pair of soft arms wrap tightly around me,
her delicate skin so sensitive, and
very smooth against mine,
as our legs beneath covers tangle together.

Certain is, only to her,
I; my heart and my whole being, submit.