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Diane Dec 2013
If life is about anything
It's about being happy ,
it's about loving everyone.
It's about how we help one another
It's about making something terrible,
into something beautiful.
We are children of the Earth
all of us together.

we are not so different
from one another.
Our skin color,
our culture,
our sexuality,
the amount of money we have,
the amount of things we don't have,
should not tear us apart,
it should **bring us closer together
I can't tell you that your beliefs are wrong,
you cannot tell me my beliefs are wrong.
We are all of the same life source.
Diane Dec 2013
I am a lover*
but *only in my dreams,

of the night and the day.
I am hopeless,
I am lost.
Longing for love
,for lust
,for somewhere to belong.
I look grown up
but Im still a little girl
running from reality
wondering/wandering
in my world of imagination.
Reality would be better
if it came looking for me,
if it became the world
of my  imagination
Diane Dec 2013
I am a lover*
but *only in my dreams,

of the night and the day.
I am hopeless,
I am lost.
Longing for love
,for lust
,for somewhere to belong.
I look grown up
but Im still a little girl
running from reality
wondering/wandering
in my world of imagination.
Reality would be better
if it came looking for me,
if it became the world
of my  imagination
Diane Jun 2013
The way you speak is poetic
I get lost in your words
I lose track of time
When I watch your lips
form every beautiful Rhyme,
                                as if they were
                                to kiss my skin
                               (a thought I dream of)
                                            the way you move
                                             couldn't be described
                                just being written
every thing about you
might be imperfect
but not to me
my mind will wander
but it will never neglect
the thought of your
*poetic lips on me
Just a draft I wrote.
My first full poem in a while. Im trying to get my spark back

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