No one ever tells you,
what it's like to be in love.
They tell the myths;
the legends.
The way the heart rises,
in all ways it shouldn't.
They tell you the skipping beat,
the dancing feet,
the goodnight kiss
and all things bliss.Where you ever told about work?
About doing everything you can,
about pushing your bad parts
to better starts?
About more than kissing,
but the words they're missing?
You have to put all your work,
in their heart.
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The Little Book of Being
PoesíaA poetry anthology on what it truly is to be human ...