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 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Keren
Fall in love with a writer
She'll write you a universe
Imprison you in the web of her words
Keep you forever in her embrace

Fall in love with a writer
She'll not brag about how you mistreated her
For she'll just put her feelings into words
And keep it locked to herself

Fall in love with a writer
She'll never get tired of scribbling missives for you
Nor gets tired of loving you
Because she'll make you her world.

*Fall in love with a writer.
Fall in love with me.
Lol
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
regina
I'd like to think of you as a moon.
It's out of my reach.

But the moon will always shine on me.
And eventhough the sun hide his presence
I know the moon will always be there,
Just like *you
I know i can't talk to him all the time but i know he'll always be there whenever i need him.
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Alvaro
Look Up
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Alvaro
There's a full moon tonight.
I hope you look up and gaze at it.

That way, I can say we've done something
together.
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Fatima Siraj
It was the way you called me mortal,
that made me believe in infinity otherwise.



- F.S
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Noah
Reflection
 Jun 2016 D J Syngai
Noah
She is your
Picture of perfection
In every measurable way

She loves you,
There's no question
She tells you every day

She tastes your
Deep obsession with
Her lips upon your face

She sees your
Every feature and
She sees more than just mistakes

She looks at you
In such a way that
Words cannot explain . . .

Behind your foggy eyes,
There's no disguise to
Shield your insecurity

Beyond those words
That fall so short
You simply say,
"I love you, Trinity."

She is your one exception
Because she knows
Your state of mind

She is your own reflection
Because you see her
Every time

You look into the mirror,
Searching for security

In your tortured mind
There is no fear

Because your thoughts
Emit a melody

In your well-worn heart,
You hear her

And reflecting back
You see

A picture of perfection
Looking back in your direction
Thoughts to myself. Dedicated to Trinity Britton, my flower
Was it not raining
Just minutes ago?

I could swear my eyes
Were dripping with tears
But I didn't want you to know

You were always at your best
Under a cloudy sky
I won't let my weakness show

But it's time to say goodbye
There's rain in my eyes again
Oh, how could I stoop so low

I put the flowers on my cheeks
Instead of on the ground with you
Maybe with my tears they'll grow
And I'll keep them, as I let you go
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