Esther Williams Poems

There it is again, that question "was it me? "
Numerous occasions I've lowered myself,
I welcomed the evil that is negativity.
Dealing countless blows, hateful and cruel
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I am a constant battle,
But I won't always break you.
I am always present,
But I won't always take you.
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I hold a secret, I keep it close
Buried deep but the feeling grows
Is this fear, frustration?
Time spent contemplating countless complications.
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In empty thought, nothing to distract.
Overcome, encompassed in echo's, fighting inner conflict.
A saviour, exhilarated, relieved!
The missing piece from your puzzle.
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Patiently waiting, watching as you grew.
The start of something special, the beginning of something new.
I loved you yesterday but you never knew.
Upon your arrival, my spirits lifted from low,
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These memories will last my lifetime.
Possibly some will live beyond.
Recounting the smiles and laughter,
Passing down the stories of our bond.
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My confidant and life long friend,
Like all great tales we have a beginning, middle and end.
Now that you're gone, there's this space,
I'm partially empty, knowing I'll no longer see your face.
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One foot either side of the line
Which way do I go? Will I be fine?
The pull, the push, the constant tether,
What I decide could haunt me forever.
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A first encounter, meeting by chance
Our first moment, a hopeful glance.
Pursued by conversation, a whimsical advance.
A rendezvous, concealed under the stars
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