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Leo Letters Dec 2013
You look at people
and you think
that’s all they ever are:
flesh and bones.
But what you
don’t know is
that beneath the coats
of pretenses and walls
lies stories untold.
The agony of it all
aching to be released.
and the facade is
but a mirage
of the deeper miseries.
Pity for the world
has yet to know
for they see
with their eyes
and not with
the soul.
Leo Letters Dec 2013
Darling, I am a love-drunk poet.
And I am thirsty for your lips so warm
Sober me with your touch of heaven
And I'll speak to you words of eternal.

I am a collision of fear and excitement
The union of the night's cloak and the sun's brim.
But love, you shall be the dawn of the evening
The only sunset that sets the cold night dim.


I am a rain on a summer day
For I am bleak from the shades of your beauty
Oh please, let all the light gleam on me
Should this be all but a dreamer's fantasy?

— The End —