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Louisa Coller Jan 2022
You're dressed soft and warm,
You let out a smile around me,
It's all I need to see.

You'll speak about how you adore,
The pictures moving on the walls,
It's all I need to hear.

Your demeanor is tall and defensive,
But in similarity to one of a bear,
It's all I need to feel.

Sensations of water rushing through,
In a wonderful, melodic way,
It's all I need to smell.

The warmth you give when you cook,
The smell and tastes that excite me...
It's all I need to taste.

I yearn, so badly...
Is it too late for you to touch me?
Louisa Coller Jan 2022
If you were a song I haven't written,
I anticipate the day I can sing it ...
For the clanks of a pan,
a simple rhythm.
Cannot compare,
To your intricate pictures
Of a simple smile
Warming my heart.

It rips me apart,
Throwing me off track,
But it feels like I can
Breathe again.

My love, my dear, though you may not love me today.

Maybe you will, someday.
Louisa Coller Jul 2021
You brought me dreams,
From rigid pain.
One that I hope,
You'll grow free of again.
Louisa Coller Jul 2021
The sunflowers are blooming,
For the first time again.
My mind has raised higher,
Into aspiring false fates.
My heart is warmer,
It fills my eyes with tears.

I've made a million mistakes,
You weren't one of those.
You brought me joy,
Overwhelming support.

Soon it'll be true,
I cannot wait.
To see and touch,
Your face again.
Louisa Coller Feb 2021
A warm pinch, not painful.
Timid tingles, graceful lurking.
I think of your face, light-headed.
My mind is alluring.

I dream of your eyes, so dark and ripe.
Lips sealed, so tight.
My sinful night.
Louisa Coller Nov 2020
You carry on like a fast-paced wheel,
While I am stuck in place.
You carry on everyday,
But I'm stuck here just the same.
I hope I'm fine, I want more time,
Please don't take that away.

To be just someone else on a list
Of others
Would just pain me.
Louisa Coller Nov 2020
Across the seas,
where you once breathed,
Is where you left your body.

Some in water, some on land,
Some buried in Belgium's grounds.

British soil beneath my feet,
Your brother's return is why I'm here,
We sunk, we fought and exist today.

Thank you, for everything.
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