asher961 - Hello Poetry

i look into your brown eyes, autumn leaves swirling inside, us laying down on a rainy day as fall breezes past. i see a future. i feel your soft, ***** blonde hair, and you feel like home. i want to embrace that scent for the rest of my life. i press against your chest, feel your heart pounding, want to capture every beat, make a playlist of it, so i can hear our love on stereo. now i know what love is. i’m sure i do.

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Oct 9, 2025

Oct 9, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC

autumn

i look into your brown eyes, autumn leaves swirling inside, us laying down on a rainy day as fall breezes past. i see a future. i feel your soft, ***** blonde hair, and you feel like home. i want to embrace that scent for the rest of my life. i press against your chest, feel your heart pounding, want to capture every beat, make a playlist of it, so i can hear our love on stereo. now i know what love is. i’m sure i do.

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i think i found peace, you and i were not meant to but i still look back. someone checks my list, life is full, bright, and moving, yet you cross my mind. was it even love? then i feel how much i cared, yes, it surely was.

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Apr 19, 2025

Apr 19, 2025 at 7:29 PM UTC

you

i think i found peace, you and i were not meant to but i still look back. someone checks my list, life is full, bright, and moving, yet you cross my mind. was it even love? then i feel how much i cared, yes, it surely was.

9

she brings the rain, soft and slow, a hush of silver, a gentle glow. yes, i care for springtime bright, but care for nothing in her light. she brings the rain, the world turns grey, yet melts the clouds, she clears the way. in dawn’s embrace, so cool, so wide, she brings the rain, i stand inside.

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Feb 20, 2025

Feb 20, 2025 at 6:17 PM UTC

rain

she brings the rain, soft and slow, a hush of silver, a gentle glow. yes, i care for springtime bright, but care for nothing in her light. she brings the rain, the world turns grey, yet melts the clouds, she clears the way. in dawn’s embrace, so cool, so wide, she brings the rain, i stand inside.

8

when i talk back, do you feel the rage a storm inside, a tightening cage? would you strike, would you scream, let the fury begin? or is that your father, staring within? i see the shadow in your gaze, a past that lingers, sharp as blades. the echo of him, cold and grim tell me, love… are you just like him?

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Feb 17, 2025

Feb 17, 2025 at 11:32 AM UTC

him

when i talk back, do you feel the rage a storm inside, a tightening cage? would you strike, would you scream, let the fury begin? or is that your father, staring within? i see the shadow in your gaze, a past that lingers, sharp as blades. the echo of him, cold and grim tell me, love… are you just like him?

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Once a hand held me, now I rust in silent dirt, spikes dulled by lost wars.

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Feb 14, 2025

Feb 14, 2025 at 6:25 PM UTC

Mace