Missy Melita Poems

It takes too hard for me
Just to make sure
That I have someone
Whom I could call a friend.
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The rhyme of a friend
Is what you always hum in your heart,
And there will be no when
You and her in a different part.
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Now you've lied.
All you need is to confess.
I lost my faith,
I lost you.
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Long for the ride of a passion,
Out of home, for an obsession,
Face the rivers, scars the hills,
Always memorize desire can kill.
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No one knows about destiny.
But whatever it is…
It does fairly.
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Though I had the pain,
And all emotions were spoiled,
I still hunt crazily,
For a single blissful spot,
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Her bloom... Her blossom...
Spreads everywhere...
Her gloom... Her painful...
Overflows everywhere...
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Thou wave and the pasture painted green,
Thou speak and fairness ready to win.
Thou finger and flowers stand to bloom,
Thou sob and seas blaze in gloom.
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When I hear the moon sings,
I imagine when you sing to me.
When I see the stars around me,
I wonder where you are.
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Surely I have no fear,
For you with me, my dear.
Though I may not hear,
I believe your love is near.
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