Tangible isn’t the right word.
Any word with a physical meaning isn’t really...
Yet those are the only ones that keep coming to mind.
Lost… I can’t find the words to say.
Opportunities missed, I guess it just isn’t my day.
Repeat.
Maybe I can find the right word today!
Intelligent? Not quite...
Loving? No
All are still so wrong!
No words can describe her.
Constantly confused,
Unable to find the words.
Save me from describing her!
Her. indescribable, always.
Eventually I will be able to describe her.
Regrettably, it still won’t do her justice…
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My Poetic Journey
AléatoireThis book is basically my writings that go back to I think 2014. This is kind of a way for me to see how much my writing style has changed and hopefully give some people a little bit of inspiration! :-)
