March 2, 2017
By mirakle GOLD, Jacksonville, Florida
mirakle GOLD, Jacksonville, Florida
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I never knew this relationship would cause a drought in me,
You are like a cirrus cloud,
I can see through you.
Seizing your heart every time it beats.
Locking our limbs in an embracing hug,
Every time our eyes meet.
Whenever we’re together it’s like earthquake tremors.
A museum of natural disasters.
I am a continuous wave,
Tough enough to drown you away.
I was losing myself in your undertow,
When a wave overcame me.
Love is not like the weather.
Love should be continual, continuous, persistent.
I took the seasonal approach.
I made it chilly, hot, life-giving, forever changing.
But oh,
I didn’t mean to do it.

The author's comments:

I gathered most of the lines in this poem from other poems.

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