cereal and milk,
bread and butter,
they go together
just as the way our hands
were made for each other
we were made to leap
higher than the moon
we were made to soar
farther than the lands of time
we were made to thrive
you make me feel alive,
like I need not air to survive
but your presence and affection
without you,
I know no sense of direction
you are my light
you are more precious
than the air I breathe
you were made for me,
our souls are one in the same
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just a thought
Poetryhere's some poetry on my life the struggles I have faced the nights I have cried the laughter that has brought me joy and the pain that has wounded me deeply join me now, in this madhouse city disclaimer: comment away, as long as you have something...
