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Sep 2016
It was 4 am
riding past hazy road lights
heads heavy, eyes bright
so much energy, our hearts delight
we were naturally high

He asked me
"how much do you love me?"
I giggled and as my hand
danced with the speeding wind
and my ideas fell in a whirlwind

"If you compile all
the romance of lovers through time,
the classics, the hopeless and the hopeful
the lost cause lovers,
the ones with forbidden love"


"the insane ones, the messy and passionate
the ones who pose as muses for writers
artists, for Love
the dangerous ones, the compatible
the ones who spew magic"


I paused and realized
that this was the first time
my heart bypassed my brain
and made it to my mouth

" I am not done yet"

"Now, put them all together
and mold them into a ball.
Throw it up in the sky"


as my head peeked from the window
and mimicked my words
and pointed to the stars that shone
the most

*"Watch as a new galaxy
is born exploding with stars
each possessing
a different kind of love
that only shines
for you"
Maria Etre
Written by
Maria Etre  Beirut, Lebanon
(Beirut, Lebanon)   
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