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Short and without sound
Devoid is this heaping mound
Memories of flesh

Oh morning…
So bright.
My light

Do you hear me?

I call out
To empty skies..
For better nights
..For butterflies

I see you
So far away
And dream
Of such warmth

The flowers..
They must bloom
Just for you..
With the hopes
Of touching
Your beauty
I love you.
No better words
Describe my solace..
You rise
And fall
For another

Yet and still
I love you,
Even more now so
Than then

Is it your laugh
On a summer’s day?
Or pure attraction
That binds me to you

To forever stare,
At the horizon

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jacey_poo_girl said...
Apr. 19, 2014 at 12:57 am
This is really sweet and passionate, nd very well structured.. Keep writing
Nightowlwriter said...
Apr. 12, 2014 at 8:51 pm
This poem may hoenstly be one of the sweetest things I've ever read.  
JacobTheOrdinary said...
Apr. 11, 2014 at 11:27 am
This is about the second or third time I've read this and I still marvel this poem. The personification of a sunset and how people do love it. You are a good poet. Keep up the great work.
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