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It's becoming a calm love
A swell from within
That captures our memories
of our love and our skin

Tis really no matter
If we no longer delve deep
We've been there, we know it
And there's no need to weep

Our bond is formed
And it is lifelong
I'm yours and you're mine
It's ours, it's not wrong

I love you, always have
and if we need to let go
our shared love will live on
While our hearts stay open to grow
 Dec 2015 i am miss brightside
s
He saw her dancing
Along with the sad music
Find himself swaying
along like a freak

He was enchanted
By her eyes' beauty
Like it always wanted
to tell a story

He was not aware
Of what was happening
No one was there
Was it just him, imagining?

He looked again,
Saw not even a shadow
He was saddened,
He started dancing slow

He looked at the mirror
The girl is back, moving in slow motion
He was happy, he danced once more
With the girl in his imagination
Allow me to step into your space.
Let us be close,
standing face to face.
So close...
Where our hands could meet,
and our hearts could greet...
The one chance
to finally indulge this long awaited dance.

Cradling one another...
In open arms.
Surendering...
Submitting...
To careless caresses,
bashful gazes and charms.

Our feet would mirror,
the gaits
of each other.
Our eyes ensnared
with senses all bared...
To the rise and fall
of the nectarous melody.
Playing for what seemed like eternity
in silence.

That eternity is now here.
Seizing this dance,
we gambol and frolic
without reservations and fear...
For the hours have frozen
and the seconds have ceased to tick.

This is our song.
Seemingly refined,
cultured and well versed.
This is our dance.
Enchanting,
perfect,
albeit unrehearsed.
think of all the people you've ever met,
and all the conversations that have ever left an impact on you.
think of all the thoughts that those words prompted in you,
and all the actions they led to,
which went and touched more people than you can count.
innumerable words and thoughts,
little cosmic representations of the
souls of people touching us
every.single.day.
your life is forever and inexplicably interconnected with a million others.
forever intertwined, forever in tandem; forever solitary.
 Jul 2015 i am miss brightside
mk
too many poems
too many poets
describing the
same **** feelings
and yet
throughout the centuries
none of us
have ever found
the right words
// spent my whole life tryna put it into words //

thank you so much for the daily ♡
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