Yaritza Florencio

Love is the coin in the fountain
The wish that’s never granted
Love is the night sky that has more stars than you need
But less stars than you want
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Some Crazy thing inside told me money is what anyone would want
Or some Material thing you could easily flaunt
But inside an emotionless place
I found something money could never replace
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Beauty is the weather,
Beauties in the rain,
Beauty is his smile
Beauty is insane.
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Love is hard because:
Giving up freewill is insane
Forgetting our rights leads us absolutely astray
But there is no way to explain
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As I walk the streets I know so well
And up the steps of a church I rightfully call mine
I see the friendly face of someone who knows too much
Yet does not say it and is not imposing
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You know how they say
That people are trees
That the moment
They’re sad gone goes their leaves
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She ate something
No, not of her own accord
It was given to her
She bent over, it came up and
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If its not a poem, then it wont rhyme?
If you have no clock, do you lose time?
If you don’t talk, does that mean you lost your words?
If it flies, does it always mean it’s a bird?
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This is a loss, it was said.
He’s gone for a reason you know
Its kind of not like he’s dead
It’s just that he had to go
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I need to just say a single line
That although sweet, wont make you mine.

That what makes you different, makes you great
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Nothing goes right and nothings okay
Everyone said it’s alright but thats easy to say
That all I had to do was change
Then, I would grow out of it with age
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I’ve seen many loves and many lovers
Many happy endings that after a while you discover
I’ve seen loves in a mist of war
And I’ve seen loves painting their faces with forget
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We are born free, And our minds grow caged
But we must agree, If we are to be free.
And if we are to be caged, what more could they do?
We discovered this world. Me, and you.
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I need to just say a single line
That although sweet, wont make you mine.

That what makes you different, makes you great
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To reach for the sky
To reach for love
To reach for your kiss
Way up above
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Diminutive, humble although alluring and appealing
Even substantially obstreperously
Bewitching in a way
Though quick to induct reflection and contemplation
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The busiest intersection
That I’ve crossed too many times
The deli across the street I know like the back of my hand
I can find anything better than any employee
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In the school where I spent six years of my life
The halls that I ran through
I see the six graders now and they look smaller than I remember them
And the teachers look more forgiving then,
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She lives in a moment
Alone, a loner but not by choice
Scarce and unseen, invisible
loud, lacking a voice
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Touching is a new brand of feeling
A static tingle that conducts from your body to mine
I’ve been touched before but when you touch me I feel it
Really feel it
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