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 Apr 2014
JK Cabresos
I love my poetry
more than rivers
beneath the moonlight,
more than whispers
of the cold wind,
a kiss on my skin.

If I fall, we collide
in each other's arms
so romantic,
so beautiful,
so lovely,
with my poetry.

My inspiration,
my contentment,
my life,
my everything.

I love my poetry
for a thousand ages,
even time comes
I could no longer fathom
the pain in my heart
from burning bridges.

I love my poetry,
you are my poetry.
 Mar 2014
Kellin
two
Two is a number
Until you meet someone then
It's your destiny
 Mar 2014
Kellin
Before you arrived
Love was a four letter word
You gave definition
 Mar 2014
JK Cabresos
6AM
it's 5am
the moon is still awake
the birds sings
and the cold wind blows
over the silence

the rooster crows
and i smell
the sweet fragrance
of grasses
and i don't mind
if it's dark or cold

i have to see you
before you go home
to tell you goodbye

before i'll miss
your lips
your hugs
and your eyes

i hope by 6am
when you go
when we separate
our ways
you'll miss me too
 Mar 2014
JK Cabresos
A heart that yearns for love in return,

Lost in sorrows and burning bridges.

Yet hopeful, till moonlit night's reborn,

Love may die but for a thousand ages.
 Mar 2014
JK Cabresos
Infatuation...
is when you find somebody
who is absolutely perfect.
Infatuation says,
"I love you because I need you."

Love...
is when you realize
that they aren't
and it doesn’t matter.
Love says,
"I need you because I love you."
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