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Elise Oct 2013
I never needed to touch her
to learn her soul.
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Elise Oct 2013
The one constant in life,
raised by the strong and the bold,
standing up to those who aimed to shoot her down,
never giving up, always giving her all,
continuing step after step after each hard fall.

The generosity beheld,
selfless to those who needed a hand,
just a call away for loved ones shaken from life's unyielding grip,
never rejecting an opportunity to be a shoulder to cry on,
looking up to those cherished friends who she so easily came upon.

The love shared with those around her,
without judgement or criticism,
revealing a half-witted sense of humor,
making fun out of uncomfortable situations,
sometimes embarrassing for her closest relations.

She taught me what I know today,
strength, ambition, selflessness, love,
coming from a line of strong women like no one's ever seen before,
passed from mother to daughter, generation to generation,
filling me immensely with adoration.

Elizabeth,
my mother,
who learned from the best; Emilia, who built unbreakable bonds.
Now passing that way of life onto her daughters;
Eryn and Elise.
The strongest women you will ever meet,
setting us up to accomplish remarkable feats.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
Elise Oct 2013
She makes me feel beautiful,
slowly revealing her limitless soul.
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Elise Oct 2013
...and I love you so much,
I want to keep you safe,
your words are protected with me,
no harm will come your way,
and if it does we will battle each demon,
together we will fight them down,
our hands may get ******,
we may gain some scars,
but at the end of the day
we will be the ones on top,
i'll kiss yours, you'll kiss mine,
battle scars of silver lines,
history in flesh of our own battles,
together in our passion filled life.
Elise Oct 2013
Five days from now
we will be together
sitting in a dark room
spotlight shining from behind
listening to another poet's rhyme
maybe some sparks will fly.
I am taking her to see Andrea Gibson though.
Elise Oct 2013
Lying in the grass,
gloomy skies above,
feelings of emptiness,
eyes don't focus,
staring blankly,
not even staring,
drops of rain fall from the sky,
not feeling them hit your skin,
not even flinching,
nothing.
I am nothing.
Elise Oct 2013
'My heart was cold but then...'
it's in my hands.
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