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I SPY ON YOUR LOVER
Love is Poetry, Poetry is Love. A love for words, and words can turn to Love, and to People in Love. a love story, an angst story, a questioning story, persons with no characterisation, who live in your mind and heart, dreaming in a life of verse, metaphor, symbolism, surrealism, in an attempt to capture what is illusion, what is real. The speaker could be you, your fiancée, your past, your present, your future. Dare you to journey along. [as you well know it is and it will always be, a work in progress, until the knowing winds carry this vital sign away beyond the border. may it keep you company in your lonesome nights, and tiresome days, the cool water that washes away the dust of cares from your chafed lips. do i need to say, © all rights reserved 2017. all portions of the works herein created, presented, its texts, and even its unique structure, should never be appropriated nor reproduced without the expressed, written permission of the author. i am preparing a cherished, dynamic novel for my wattpad friends, something that keeps my mind in a continuous state of pregnancy and gestation it could break water any moment, if i don't have to work to feed my kids, but the writer in me could not be put down, not even by economics. it will accompany this elder child, soon. the cover is a bit, hurried work of art but i am proud of it, and my domestic partner approves, long may she live. Long may you live, dear reader. i am closer to you than you could ever, ever, imagine.] So, it begins, one rain swept night.Zakończone![Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/52210510-256-k443302.jpg)
Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
I think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.Zakończone
Love In Poems (1)
This is a compilation of poems about love. Some are short; some are long. Some are sweet; some are sad. If ever there's a need for that little romantic touch, this is where to find it. For other parts, see below: https://www.wattpad.com/story/65642272-love-in-poems-2 https://www.wattpad.com/story/65643621-love-in-poems-3 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009410-love-in-poems-4 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009472-love-in-poems-5 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009531-love-in-poems-6 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009697-love-in-poems-7 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009757-love-in-poems-8 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009804-love-in-poems-9 https://www.wattpad.com/story/74009846-love-in-poems-10Zakończone
Unknown
I am not a writer and this is not a story. These are just few floating thoughts of mine.
Mystery Girl's Poems; A Dimensional Emotion
Emotions you feel. Thoughts are just thoughts until they become real. And the worst of what you've felt is what you wait to reveal.
Poetry for lovers
This is just a short glimpse of how love in poetry can look and feel like. If you've ever been in love, are in love or search for love, dear reader, this is for you. <3Zakończone
FROM THE BLUE
SHORT POEMS ABOUT HOW LIFE OFTEN FEELS, COMING FROM A SHORT DEPRESSED PERSON. P.S. THEY RHYME BECAUSE RHYMING IS FUN.
🌟Soul Words🌟
Where there are words; there is comfort. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● It's exhausting, The dreams I have; Trying to make what's fantasy, Include no hardship. Into false of hopes of reality. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● ☆In this universe, there are only few things that could last. One of mine is poetry.Zakończone
Love is Poetry, Poetry is Love. A love for words, and words can turn to Love, and to People in Love. a love story, an angst story, a questioning story, persons with no characterisation, who live in your mind and heart, dreaming in a life of verse, metaphor, symbolism, surrealism, in an attempt to capture what is illusion, what is real. The speaker could be you, your fiancée, your past, your present, your future. Dare you to journey along. [as you well know it is and it will always be, a work in progress, until the knowing winds carry this vital sign away beyond the border. may it keep you company in your lonesome nights, and tiresome days, the cool water that washes away the dust of cares from your chafed lips. do i need to say, © all rights reserved 2017. all portions of the works herein created, presented, its texts, and even its unique structure, should never be appropriated nor reproduced without the expressed, written permission of the author. i am preparing a cherished, dynamic novel for my wattpad friends, something that keeps my mind in a continuous state of pregnancy and gestation it could break water any moment, if i don't have to work to feed my kids, but the writer in me could not be put down, not even by economics. it will accompany this elder child, soon. the cover is a bit, hurried work of art but i am proud of it, and my domestic partner approves, long may she live. Long may you live, dear reader. i am closer to you than you could ever, ever, imagine.] So, it begins, one rain swept night.
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