A more personal poem compared to the rest.
"Your love lays me down
to a peaceful slumber
with scents of a melted candle
preying on the extract
in these vanilla fieldsA warzone so surreal
you can hear it clench defeat
overjoyed in the respect
that you are all it seeks
so even if I say
I would love you less today
it wouldn't mean a thing
my heart would still jump to springit's unjust but it's whole
it's unfair but it's home...My days have them numbered
a euphoria in every corner
singularly transparent
by the epiphany of my stutter
for it is never my own
you are that weakness
you are my gravestonewhen I listen to the Carpenters
from that old hymn back in the day
I imagine birds flying high
I remember singing in the rain
I remember close to you
I remember the summer as it blazedYour tears I have them harbored
they explode like canons in time
holding your waist, tongue-tied
as we dance underneath the light
each step a certain practice
fixed gazes that fill with you
can I have this dance
in this high school musical for two?I remember the past so clearly
and I have trouble growing up well
for I fear worst, the weary
that perhaps that's all I know
but you told me, you spared me
you loved in a different blow
and I am still passing time
I still can't overflowI looked through the notebook
and I quote the man till then
it'll be hard, we'll have to work
it's what you want, even if it hurts...What do you want?
Such a legendary phrase
I aspire to be a musician
in this la la land of ours
but I pray you won't regret a thing
over the passing hour
I hope I won't get to name a restaurant
that reminds us who we are
because we could be who we are
changing, growing
distant, but never apartIf I had three solid wishes
I'd give them all to you
even if all that you say back
is loving food more than what's due
but that's rather okay
at least I know you're still you...I can't promise the best of endings
but a journey to stay true
I don't have a magic carpet
but we can stick to love as a ruleSix solid years of waiting
nothing compares that clue
that you are the proofI never thought I would require
to love amongst and be inspiredMaybe I might overthink
and see to it every code that brings
but one thing is for sureI am the happiest with you..."
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LILY (A compilation of messy love poems)
PoetryThis book is a compilation of poems I've written to someone who is dear to me.