Chopin came to me in the night
accompanying me whilst I dream
he serenaded me with sweet melodies
carried my mind to a distant land
full of beauty and wonder
and the sound of piano keys

I lose myself in your eyes
tip-toeing over tender heartstrings
wandering across your mind
running through your veins
dancing around memories
peeking behind closed doors
searching for lost treasures
battling found demons
excavating my way closer to you

My decomposing soul makes fertile soil
I'm able to provide all the nutrients you need
seeds may be sown in the rich earth
a place for you to sprout your roots
somewhere you can grow tall
only that means eventually you'll leave
you will rise up until your petals blossom
by then I won't be able to see
I will never grow into a flower
until I learn to become a seed.
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I was born into a popularity contest
with no hope of achieving first place
there are no consequences for not winning
but I didn't want to enter in the first place

The door to my heart
does not revolve
You may come and go when you want
but you can only do it once.

Sitting in my local coffee shop
sipping a cappuccino with a chocolate top
Laptop out in front of me
Composing lines of poetry
As my attention diverts from the screen
across the room I see your beauty gleam
I try to carry on with my writing
but I crave another sighting
You are sitting on your own
listening to music through one earphone
Your dark eyes full of mystery
I hope they might chance upon me
I do not wish to disturb your peace
but this obsession will not cease
I am in love with your smile
I have been looking at you for a while
I finally build up the nerve to talk to you
when I see your boyfriend sit down too