She is a Paradox

Her mind is a painted sunrise

With complex shades of ice and fire,

Surrounded by shadows as night dies,

Screaming whispers as it retires.

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A beautiful mess of tangled thoughts,

Abstract scenes just like the sky;

Tossing and turning through the lots

Of every when and how and why.

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Haunted by ghosts that never go away,

Feared by the unknown from the other side;

Disturbed by the truth of today,

Doomed by the lies in the wild.

All the Love We Share

I have written
Hundreds of poems,
Some were shared,
Others unfinished,
Others burned,
Others gone in the air;
But never have I made
As much as I have done
For you and all the love we share;

I have kissed
Not just one before you,
Some were sweet,
Others bitter,
Others I cannot remember;
But never have I made
As much as I have done
With you and all the love we share;

I have loved
Many long before you came
Into my life,
Some were worth it,
Others not,
Others destroyed me,
Others just left without any word;
But never have I made
As much memories as I have had
About you and all the love we share;

I love you always,
And I couldn’t be thankful enough
For all the love we share.

Going Round

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Photo from Google

It was a slow journey
A single cycle,
View so lovely
Creations of a miracle;

Our hands crossed
And hours went by,
My feelings are tossed
I can’t say goodbye;

And when you finally told me
The words “I love you,”
Like what’s left of a memory
My mind’s got going round too.

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