My love,
She says,
To the beautiful girl.
My love,
I am yours
For always.
The beautiful girl
Looks up from her book -
A rare occurrence,
But not surprising
In the presence
Of her.
My love,
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The beautiful girl,
My love,
I will be by your side,
For always.
Putting aside
Her book,
The beautiful girl
Compels the one
That she loves
To move closer.
My love,
They say,
Their voices, their breaths, their hearts
In sync.
My love,
You will have me
For always.
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Organized Chaos - These are My Thoughts
PoetryNo, These are not poems. So flimsy a thing as can be called a few words on a page. These are thoughts. Paper thoughts, broken and scattered and gone like the wind. Iron anvil thoughts, never leaving though it is all I can ever ask of them. Invisible...
