I lose myself thinking about you
Eternally I stare at the blue.
You made my head get stuck in the Clouds
But I don't want to get Down.
'Cuz as your love fills my soul,
Thoughts of You surround me like birds.
Like a warmth in the winter night
I long for you; my only light.
What's your magic dear,
Are you even real?—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla

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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoesiaIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.