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Carolin Mar 2015
Fold me like a paper
plane. Teach me how
to face the wild winds
and heavy rain. Write
me love letters on both
of my pretty wings. Stamp
my metal body with the
initials of your name*  ~
Carolin Mar 2015
Im drowning in
your love everyday
and i don't want to
be ever pulled out of
your waves. I refuse to
be dragged out and saved.
For your love is all that i
ever have craved* ~
Carolin Mar 2015
And darling i look at you
when i feel sad and blue. I
close my eyes and count from
three to two. Shutting my tired
lids i can see you telling my pain
sincere goodbyes in the very back
of my mind. I look at you after
that and know deep down inside
that our love is forever and true* ~
Carolin Mar 2015
Let me rest upon your
shore. The waves have
been dragging me down
lately and beating my body
against the rocks. I won't
deny that i can't take this no
more. Lift my head up from the ocean's cruel waves so i don't
drown. Take me to a better place
like in the story of PeterPan
because this one is making me
frown. Oh darling paint me
a smile if your talented hands
can. Paint me with the colours
you have on your bedroom walls.
Use pretty shades of pink and
green as if i have make up on to
cover my bruised lips and the
scars on these hips. Paint me
close to you with my head
resting upon your shore* ~
Carolin Mar 2015
His beauty turns the
clouds on. And they
called this process rain.
Little did they know his
beauty was behind that
all* ~
Carolin Mar 2015
Our eyes meet
it's electric , almost magnetic
we look at each other as if we are
the only people on earth,
and in our minds we are the gods
of the universe,
our souls are united , we are not
two hearts but one,
we are the love couple's in folk tales
uniting in this life time.

We exchange words that
sound poetic while we sit
and feel them course through
our every vein. The love we
share is a bit chaotic. We sit
at night up in our attic. Watching
the silver moonlight from the
window frame. Counting the
stars like it's the only game.
We tangle our hands as if they
are tied with shackles and chains. The only thoughts that come
to our brains are thoughts of
our love and how it all happened
as it was  unarranged. Sitting
in the attic you touch my skin.
Making it feel like a wild flame
that's being put out by rain.
Looking in your eyes i see the prettiest sunrise. Holding your
hands feeling ocean waves. I
listen to your heart as its beats
rhyme with mine. I want you
curled under my skin and always
in m mind. I want you standing
safe and guarded behind the
cage of my ribs. Just like babies
do at night in their cribs. We are
the lovers that the poet's mentioned back in the old age


We are the lovers whom are destined to meet each other in every life time again and again**  ~
Bold by Sajjad
Italics by Carolin
It's our first collab. It was a great experiance to write with such a talented friend.
Check his page in the link below :)
http://hellopoetry.com/sajjad-ali/
Carolin Feb 2015
And darling , I know
when something hurts
really bad all i need to
do is close my eyes and
imagine me next to you* ~
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