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Loving you
My dear
How I loved you
Deeply and Vastly
And yet
Our love
Was the most exquisite
Form of
Self destruction
For now I lie here
Broken
Empty
And hurting
Wishing that I
Didn't fall in love
With you
Love is dangerous... interesting;[ use of spaces..
Buddha said
"You think you have time"
There is always something.
An event
A target
A deadline
Always something
Then one day you look over your shoulder and the times up
No pause, replay, no going back to edit.
You get one shot at it in this life
Maybe there is another.
Are you willing to take that chance?
Kick the leaves
Paddle in the river
Eat the cake
Take chances
Tell people you love them
Do things and don't have a bucket list
Take the time to live and love
Don't just exist
Because you don't have time
You just think you do
I wish I had
 May 2017 karin naude
Ron
Sleep.
Please let me sleep.
I shut my eyes.
I count the sheep.
But still I lay here.
And still I think.
Sleep.
1. 2. 3. 4. Sheep.
Keep on counting.
The thoughts are hounding.
It drives me crazy.
So I stay awake.
 May 2017 karin naude
Heliza Rose
And how ironic is it to try to trample a flower
But then it helps the soil birth ten more
 May 2017 karin naude
Heliza Rose
They told me my heart was too fragile to stand on its own
That it's beating
It's thumping
It's pounding
Only existed because it was held up by a man or the promise of one
I told them no
For it existed because the woman I am carries it daily and the promise of the woman I will become is what keeps it beating
 May 2017 karin naude
Heliza Rose
True love,
True love is me loving my self from bone to skin
From marrow to flesh
True love is me
Appreciating myself
Even when I'm not at my best
 May 2017 karin naude
Heliza Rose
Oh African girl
African woman,
You are more than the stars between your legs

Oh African girl
African woman,
You are more than moons that lay atop your chests

African girl
African woman,
Oh won't you believe me?
When I tell you that those curves are not all that makes you?

That your broad or small hips are not what writes your story
Oh African girl
African woman,
Carry a pen or take your finger and write your story
TWOAAC
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