The ways in which you turn and twist,
the ways you find to reform yourself while you keep flowing.
Letting my heart feel weak.In your liquid form
Extinguishing my inner fires
Streaming trough my cold flamesRivers of mystery
Rivers of fun
Rivers of honesty
Rivers of calmness
Rivers of youEnough to fill me up
To fill me up with your loveI've been completed
You've done your job
Thanks
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Things I write
PoetrySometimes I write things down and I've decided to share those things here. Don't expect too much tho...