A Waltz For Zizi Poems

I was always pushing my kisses under your closed door
and you deemed me a fool for that,
but I never stopped,
I kept shoving them
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To compare the sun to you,
the feathered sun,
slipping
through the ocean's every shade of blue,
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Hope awaits only for a kiss,
but not today.
Not today.

Today...
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Well, that's my last empty page
and it's not right to my heart,
but still
I fill it with you,
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I was always pushing my kisses under your closed door
And you deemed me a fool for that,
But I never stopped,
I kept shoving them
...

No one speaks of love anymore,
we just try to get higher than others
to be closer to our god, (well, at least she does this)
and to our dreams and ambitions.
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Only the paper knows,
how much grief my heart holds
for the innocent buried by the world
under the stones it throws.
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As from today,
You will be allowed to stray
On random lips.
Don't try to feel guilty, love.
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I paint life in cheap ink, close to you,
Putting my courage on paper,
Waiting for your face to turn from the window,
So I could get a chance to approach your lips with a kiss,
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Again, the same hug from long ago
happened today, accidentally
for a second. making one from two.
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