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I love her.
No not ******* worldly,
But softly, purely , celestially.
Obsessively?
Not necessarily, just completely,
selfishly and I'm sorry.
I love her unconditionally, some say unconventionally.
But they don't understand me.
Yes...I love her.
Most spiritually, asexually, platonically and wholly.
I love her, truly, honestly, musically and poetically...
She doesn't have to love me.
Your looks may fade... my love shall not.
 Dec 2017 Daniela Marie
Who
Brown, silky,
"You don't know me"
I wish I did,
But for the wrong reasons
I want to love you
But I change with the seasons
Feelings are not my specialty
I liked what we had
Before romance got in the way
And wrecked everything we created
So carefully
Romance ruined us
 Dec 2017 Daniela Marie
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Let me ride on the cosmic lion
That visits our solar system
Allow us to roam through space
And allow me to pat his cosmic face
So that all the animals of the world can feel a bit safer
Knowing that there’s a cosmic lion watching over them
 Dec 2017 Daniela Marie
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 Dec 2017 Daniela Marie
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how can i explain
my problems
to you
if even i
do not even know
what they are?
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Gold Finch on a tree,
she sings with sweet clarity,
gifting joy to me.
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© Pagan Paul (20/12/17)
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Gold Finches are a welcome flash of colour
in this miserable grey winter.
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In a garden fair with flowers
is where she whiles away her hours.
Especially in the months of Spring,
gently rocking upon her mood swing.

Flying high and dipping low
she lets her emotions freely flow.
Not caring what the feelings bring,
gently rocking upon her mood swing.

Hanging beneath an apple tree
a virginal symbol of her purity.
Listening quiet to the songbirds sing,
gently rocking upon her mood swing.


© Pagan Paul (25/09/17)
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