sasha-mulchin - Hello Poetry

If I said that I loved your personality, would that mean I love you? If I said that I loved the way you laugh with me, would that mean I love you? If I said I loved the way that your voice caresses my name, would that mean I love you? If I said I loved the way your eyes look into mine, would that mean I love you? If I said that you make me happy, would that mean I love you? If I keep asking myself whether or not I love you, does that mean I love you? If I said that I loved you, would that change the way I think of you? If I said I loved you, would that change the way you laugh with me? If I said I loved you, would your voice still as delicately handle my name? If I said I loved you, would that change the way you look at me? If I said I loved you, would that make you happy? If I said I love you, would you know that I love you?

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Nov 11, 2013

Nov 11, 2013 at 1:27 AM UTC

sasha-mulchin

If and Love.

If I said that I loved your personality, would that mean I love you? If I said that I loved the way you laugh with me, would that mean I love you? If I said I loved the way that your voice caresses my name, would that mean I love you? If I said I loved the way your eyes look into mine, would that mean I love you? If I said that you make me happy, would that mean I love you? If I keep asking myself whether or not I love you, does that mean I love you? If I said that I loved you, would that change the way I think of you? If I said I loved you, would that change the way you laugh with me? If I said I loved you, would your voice still as delicately handle my name? If I said I loved you, would that change the way you look at me? If I said I loved you, would that make you happy? If I said I love you, would you know that I love you?

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The Addict: It was just like opening up a window Just a peek outside was all I needed- -at first. Just barely taking in what was in front of me Grazing my chin against the windowsill I was afraid at first Afraid of what was out there But that didn't stop me from looking Each time I would look out that window I would poke my head further and further out. Out of consciousness of my humanity Until, finally, I fall out the window out of my life and into oblivion. The Drug Dealer: Like a cancer, I started out small an outlier to the whole a single cell. Growing Consuming your hard work, your resources. Giving nothing in return but toxins and sorrow. Metastasizing Increasing my grip on your life until I consume you. It will take more than just wishing to get me to vacate.

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Oct 9, 2013

Oct 9, 2013 at 8:49 AM UTC

sasha-mulchin

The Addict and the Drug Dealer

The Addict: It was just like opening up a window Just a peek outside was all I needed- -at first. Just barely taking in what was in front of me Grazing my chin against the windowsill I was afraid at first Afraid of what was out there But that didn't stop me from looking Each time I would look out that window I would poke my head further and further out. Out of consciousness of my humanity Until, finally, I fall out the window out of my life and into oblivion. The Drug Dealer: Like a cancer, I started out small an outlier to the whole a single cell. Growing Consuming your hard work, your resources. Giving nothing in return but toxins and sorrow. Metastasizing Increasing my grip on your life until I consume you. It will take more than just wishing to get me to vacate.

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Falling in love with words- How ******* quaint! How you say exactly what I didn't even know I wanted to hear. As if you had a recipe for those words a map an address Embarking on a journey starting from my ears and ending up at the delta hub that is my heart Scattering your words to the tide that originates therein Unaware that those words like seeds taking root and starting life anew.

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Sep 8, 2013

Sep 8, 2013 at 10:01 AM UTC

sasha-mulchin

Falling in Love with Words

Falling in love with words- How ******* quaint! How you say exactly what I didn't even know I wanted to hear. As if you had a recipe for those words a map an address Embarking on a journey starting from my ears and ending up at the delta hub that is my heart Scattering your words to the tide that originates therein Unaware that those words like seeds taking root and starting life anew.

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