25/M/South Africa I write to inspire
as I emphasis thoughts
that express emotions
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Beautiful you are, a pretty shower. You wash away all the dismay, so gentle you are with me, falling each day so that we may meet even if our river runs dry you peak at a point that touches rain's feet.
Surrounded by birds and tree's, an atmosphere with calm scenery and yet still your eyes pour down drowning like a pool of love only; upon me.
A heart has been calling out, waiting, wondering, shall it be heard, though covered by rubble of an abandoned house, ripped apart, hope now lies steadily for a touch, a sign of someone to notice the urgent need for it to be lifted up.
It is like knowing someone like the back of your hand, seeing pores and follicles no one is able to glance at, only to get kept at a length further than arms stretch, a place inbetween hugs and hand shakes.
I'm a product of where I've been, what I said, what I've seen, all the expectations in daylight that I dream. I've sold myself a chance at a reality to achieve, everything I know I can be.
When commitment becomes a part of who you are, loyalty is rarer to you than plutonium in an antarctic tundra. It is an exceptional gesture, like that of a love language exclusively on it's own.
If all I have left are poetic memoirs written down to convey my purpose I shall stand firmly by those words inscribing the essence of thoughts to where I have travelled before while on a journey of experiences.