

UntitledI want to wrap you around these arms of mine If only for a few seconds, where my life stops for a lifetime. Or at least it wills to.Untitled
I want to show you this smile Always hoping, it matches yours. For them to touch, for yours to feel Or at least it wills to.
I want to not have you look into my eyes My eyes are expressive. My eyes are expressive. At least it wills to stop.


UsI had a poem in my heart hidden in the depths of my thoughts, buried deep under my fears. Awakening to your voice that I hearUs
I did not pen the words until my eyes met yours. My fingers flourishing rhymes and rhythms as yours play on the canvas of my skin.
I did not form the lines until our lips finally kissed. Everything then fits into place My best masterpiece
I did not know the title until my heart fell for you...
And I realized afterwards; that you were the pen, that I was the paper, Love was the ink, and
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"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teach my hands to war, and my fingers to fight." --- Psalm 144:1
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Psychologists say that there's this thin line separating sanity from insanity and I think mine just broke.
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We accept the love we think we deserve.
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