Luna Black Poems

A hero can not be defined
By a book,
A story,
Or a simple line.
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I'm a junky to your love
Addicted to your touch
to be without it
Is to lose sleep
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Out on a cliff
stands someone who is scared.
The distance calls their name
in the lapping of the waves'
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An empty place
A darkened face
A hidden fear
A broken tear
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If I let you go,
is that it, the end.

If I let you go,
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Broad, Immense, Strong and True
To look at it is to see you
Sit down beside it
Rest your head
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The numbing screams
The nervous sweats
The heart races
The blood regrets
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Their live begins
A happy meeting
A drawn out date
A simple kiss
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heart is pounding in your chest
mind is racing right and left
eyes blind, a screen of red
body urging fight or flight
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Is this real?
Your arms around my waist
Your breath in my ear
Your heart beat close to mine?
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