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Work never ends
       Always doing something
            Even when i got head pains
      Must be done....
             Life's soo repetitive and we don't know that
          They say it makes you depressed
          For me it's annoying
There are lightning bugs
in the killing jar.

Oh no, I dropped it.

All dark now.

Good bye.
A piece of you
Reflecting back
The bitter words in your mouth
Too raw to speak
A poet is
Someone in pain
And someone in love
Someone who looks at the world
Through a kaleidoscope
Who takes a magnifying glass to each
And every
Word you say
And lets them imprint on their heart
A poet is
A star gazer
A dreamer
A chaser of
The improbable
But hopes anyway
A poet is
Tissue paper skin
A heart of glass
And a soul of titanium

A poet is
A sharp tongue
And a gentle kiss
She is a sob
He is a sigh
A poet is
The sun at midnight
Bright and
Burning
Hot
Alive
But cloaked in a darkness
They cannot shake
The brightest day
And the darkest night
A poet is
The human experience
A paradox
An oxymoron
So complicatedly
Simple

A poet is
A lover
Who refuses
To stop wearing their heart on their sleeve
No matter how much it bleeds
But rolls them up
So you can’t see
The blood stains


A poet
Is Poetry
Tangled, sweaty
Breathing heavy
I can feel your love drip onto my skin
My heart bursts with emotions I didn't know exist
Immense love like this is always tricky
But what's life without being risky?
After the love has been made,
we tangle up in embrace,
I trace your back, spine, up to your beautiful face
Those blue icy eyes keep me alive
I want nothing but to do this for the rest of my life
We all have a passion,
Search your soul.
It is there for your finding;
It will make you feel whole.

You may find it in work,
Or find it at play.
Combine these two;
Days will cease to be grey.

It might seem hard;
Welcome to life.
Your destiny is yours,
Opportunities are rife.

Make this your goal,
Be brave, be strong.
The power is yours;
Compose your own song.
Work takes up so much of our life...it is not possible for everyone to love what they do but worth reflecting on :-)
Kissing*
Without sensation
Or emotion
Is merely
Skin
touching
*Skin
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