Cold to the touch
Sharp to the bone
Warm as life
Your ***** body
Pressed on mine
I thought that
I should feel
And I'm very sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. You are everything I have ever wanted, but for some reason touching you leaves me blank. I feel nothing. And I am sorry.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
We all paint our lives.
The mountains of challenges,
The rivers of tears,
The waterfalls of joy.
We mix the colours of sorrow and laughter
And add the colours of experience and the years that passed.
The souls we will always remember
And the moments we will never forget.
Liberate your soul
And unshackle your mind.
You'll be amazed
At the beauty you shall find.
Some things are simply understood
Without the need for spoken word
Others better said out loud
So they may be heard
Some thoughts are better unexposed
So not to harm the atmosphere
Others need to fly and soar
To land on lover's waiting ear
Hold the tongue, bite the lip
Let not insults from it trip
But compliments that smooth the way
Let them see the light of day
Really pleased to be the daily.
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