It was smooth and solid when I picked it,
But after month it became a wrinkled old lady.
Whose youthful navy blue aged into purple,
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Her love,
Is like sugar
That nature made- sweet. And
Of it I have till it drips from
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I'll pretend to be unhappy
So that you'll be happy
I'll join you in your pity
And bask in sorrow's beauty.
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Though the sun sets only once a year where we’re from, I miss it when it’s gone, and it seems that the night is prolonged until she rises again -lasting beyond eternity, and then beauty I cannot see. The rainbow does not show in the dark, and stars lose their allure after 100; you cannot count them all and that, is no mystery. It is so cold that hips forget their dance and legs cross to keep their warmth, lips chap, and food loses appeal.
To ensure sun never sets again, daily I’ll waddle the wilderness of fortune until I find a suitable rock that I shall lay at your feet and cross for approval. And I will look to sun for its setting and if it were to begin descent, I will follow it and it shall not rid of me. I shall stay. Home will be comfort and you will have my trust, even when you leave me in the cold.
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I love the way she prays
Her faith sealed the deal
When they were here and there
Her faith in God was real
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The beauty in disorder
Can easily be missed
By those who conceive
Perfect as straight lines
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I learned poetry so I could write for you.
I needed meter to show the security my heart knows
So I picked books and words became my friend.
I needed rhyme to show how perfectly we fit:
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I want to be god
Just for a day.
I don’t want to be praised.
I just want punish.
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I scavenged the thoughts,
Strained them from mind
Set them to the corner to take form
And I remembered...
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