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Vaampyrae Aug 2020
Our love is a rainbow
It becomes most visible
After the bluest of times
But not just the rainbow
Our love is also the rain
The snow
The wind
The sunshine
But it is ours and ours alone
Through the inevitability of change
Is its constancy
Just like the weather
And the sound of the pitter patters
Each drop of rain makes
On our forehead
The gush of wind blowing flowers
Off their branches for new ones to
Blossom
The heat wave that singes through
All the masquerades we've built
The snow we haven't seen but felt
In a yearning to be warmed all over again
That is where our love lives.
That is where our love stays.

Constantly changing
Yet constantly the same.
They say seasons change, but isn't change constant?
Vaampyrae Aug 2020
A cat once took my can of sardines
Left me all rumbly and starving
   But I gave it a pat
   It gave me a rat
    Could it be any more loving?
"Oh, the things we do for love."
Vaampyrae Aug 2020
There was once a preacher named John
Who'd preach the holiest gospels to anyone
   Using a holy face
   He'd condemn the gays
      All the while praising the Father and the Son.
Experimenting with poem structures.

A limerick is meant to be humorous. This is not meant to harm anyone, nor any religion.

We ought to accept each other for our sameness, rather than hurt each other for our differing beliefs.



:'))
Vaampyrae Aug 2020
differs "love" from "live"
yet why can't I
tell the difference when
I'm around you?
"Life makes love look hard, but love makes life a bit more bearable, don't you think?"

~ to my past, present, and future, thank you for showing me the love I thought I never had, and for living these moments with me.

And as Rumi once wrote,
'Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."

We are breaking down our barriers, together. Reader, I hope you're breaking down your barriers too. The world ought to have a little more love, don't you think?

Let's be that love.

\(^-^)/

P.S. Been writing again. I'm so glad to be back!
Vaampyrae Aug 2020
one
one mile at a time
one kilometre at a time
one metre at a time
one step at a time
one year at a time
one month at a time
one week at a time
one day at a time
one hour at a time
one minute at a time
one second at a time
one moment at a time
take it slowly, young tenderfoot. life is not meant to be rushed.
life is meant to be lived.
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