I've been told that I'm too intense
That I breathe too deeply
Love too quickly
Cry too fiercelyI wouldn't oppose
The day we first met
I said you were lovely
chose you as my oceanA life later, the next time we first met
All eyes and hands
I slipped into a delusional high
Convinced myself I'd touched my futureThe third time we first met
I had been falling
Writhing with emotion
Restless
Until we restedNow my eyes are heavy on
My body is a cage for yours
Decaying and exposed
The warmth festers
hours feel endless to me
Until we meet again
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Poetry archive from the mental hospital
PoetryThe title says it all. Please read and comment ur thoughts