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In my mind, I paint
A perfect picture of us
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Why this need for label?
To categorize and break down into inaccurate
Unrealistic names and pleasures
Between you and I
Is a thin film of space
Naked to the eyes but vivid
To our senses.
The heart is like a treasure
It sits, it waits
Waiting to be found.
Like a flower
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In my minds eye I protest,
Protest about the ever growing voilence of our world.
Protest about the ever growing pain.
I open my mouth to speak
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It’s finally time to say goodbye
Across the stars you soar up high
My love could not hold you close forever
Away you go, slumber in peace.
Clear, crystal clear
No spec of molecule
As it flows beyond
The naked eye.
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Vessels pumping
Artries free of clogs
Oxygen free flowing
Loudly it tums
Blood circulates
Like a velvet ribbon
Wrapped around perfect silk
You burst into my world
Soaking me into your intricate softness.
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From near and far
Like the sands of time
Blown by gusty winds, and storms
Travelling with no set destination
I am Blessed with Beauty that surpasses all understanding
An Extraordinary and Exquisite gem I am.
Authentic and Unblemished am i meant to be.
Treasured and Irreplaceable am I meant to be.
I rise, I fall
That is the mode of life – i’m told
Never knowing where next to fall,
I glide along with society,
for that is the code.
A seed in time
Slowly germinates, slowly develops
A snip here, a snip there
A prune here, a prune there
A beautiful seedling it develops into like Spring
Sometimes bending, sometimes straight
Other times crooked
On rare occasions, a support given to strengthen it