Began as one poem, and became a different one. I'm still not sure if I should keep them together.
Music: Imogen Heap - Propeller Seeds
that broke hearts and the power of words
but only hurt
the new love
Your eyes so clear and perfect
the lines of your face and gentle passionate lips that seem to
intoxicate me
How unsaid thoughts and emotion plays like shifting weather in some secret, sacred place across your face
I am amazed, curious and attached
and overcome with care and respect, trust
for the person that is unexpectedly shaping before me
from the most unlikely of places and words
Unable to break me
but to sneak off to my world and listen
watch and be with me
Seems so
Gratefully,
nearly yours
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-11-29 at 18:02
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Music: Imogen Heap - Propeller Seeds
Dear nearly mine
The anger can burn in sweet vengeance that never seems to burn thosethat broke hearts and the power of words
but only hurt
the new love
Your eyes so clear and perfect
the lines of your face and gentle passionate lips that seem to
intoxicate me
How unsaid thoughts and emotion plays like shifting weather in some secret, sacred place across your face
I am amazed, curious and attached
and overcome with care and respect, trust
for the person that is unexpectedly shaping before me
from the most unlikely of places and words
Unable to break me
but to sneak off to my world and listen
watch and be with me
Seems so
Gratefully,
nearly yours
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 588 times
Written on 2012-11-29 at 18:02
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