Does my poetry
harm you?
I'm sorry
i only mean to
slip my blades on
myself
but sometimes
i forgot they hide
inside my thoughts
as well.

Yes
You are a sunny afternoon
and a calm sea
with a glossed over surface
and the light breeze soothing my s k i n

But he
He's the tidal waves and
gray storm c l o u d s
with just a hint of midnight blue and
**thunderstorms
in the          d
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Even when you're sitting
on the other side of the room,
I can feel your energy,
radiating,
your warm gaze burning my skin
from the flames in your eyes,
as if you were
right here
next to me.