Poetry

1, 2 – Love

A bursting feeling in my chest

the widest smile as I say yes,

the tragic pull each time he leaves,

admiring my heart upon my sleeve.

A tempest raging somewhere deep

the strongest vow I want to keep,

a connection worked upon and kept;

elevated self and breath.

A constant light which keeps me safe

knowing it’s alright to wait-

for him I’d wait a thousand years

for him i’d shed a million tears-

He is worth the ebb and flow

the One I never want to go.

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