something i cannot argue
is this bliss rooted in you;
feelings i can't comprehend,
better to call you a friend.
it could have been your presence,
mystique glowing beyond sense
bedazzling and alluring,
seemingly devastating.
every touch ignites a spark,
fire kept hidden in the dark.
would it be better if i tell
or should i choose to keep it well?
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Fragments - daily dose of poetry and prose
PoesiaYour daily dose of poetry and prose! (and maybe a glimpse to what's happening in my life.) It's basically a collection of my writings. May they give you a sense of comfort that you are not alone in the battle you are constantly fighting. Here's to...
