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Bliss
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With you, it's always a bliss.
Once apart, I'd always miss.
In times of twilight,
I return to this light.
Moments come back spinning,
where I am left wondering:
What's it like for your lips pressed unto mine?
Creating a new world in my mind.
Our hands, intertwined.
Our minds, connected.
In a place right where
I can call you mine.
This bond that is
worthwhile holding.
Spontaneous, wild, and fun.
There's always more to explore.
A love that
lets you run free.
Like a free-verse poem,
unbound of expectations and rules.
You're the bliss
I've been looking for.
The kind of kiss
I'd never let go.
You're someone I want to hold onto
for as long as time allows me to,
but this is an impossible narrative
for love is not something I can give.
Reluctant to take that step,
knowing what to expect.
Afraid to get let into
a world without you.
It would be a bliss to call you mine,
but maybe not in this time.
Not when I can't dedicate
to a love so beautiful yet delicate.
Maybe we weren't meant to be one,
but I'll hold onto it even after it's done.
Maybe in some other time,
you would be mine.
But for now, I will enjoy the bliss
you bring into my life,
which then might be brought
into someone else's life.
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Date written:
July 29, 2019 - November 30, 2019
Revised on: 12/14/19
YOU ARE READING
Yours Truly
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