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May 2017
In him she sees peace.
She sees hope, happiness and an ocean of untold stories in which she have sunk too deep.
In him she sees love.
She sees his heart wrapped up in stiches, his hands covered in deadly goodbyes, his strength lying behind the muscles that strives to be tough.
In him she sees herself.
She sees her scars behind his eyes, her tears sunbathe in his skin, her insecurities fully cloth in his lips, and her heart which he holds the key.
Her past made her believe she would never find someone that will kiss her vulnerability.
Mesmerize by his personality that echoes sounds of joy, she lays on his chest drinking his thoughts.
Gazing in admiration, she found love and the battle between loneliness and sorrow was lost.
A reckless soul lost in the forest of abandonment and despair,
She saw her portrait of her soul running in fear.
Fear of happiness, the light at the end of the tunnel many wish to achieve,
Wretchedly to say a mind engulfed in darkness rather lye with the pain than to gain.
She calls them monsters.
Monsters that attacks her mind because the ones under the bed are too frightened to compete with the ones in her head.
As they chained her to the dissipation of happiness that she fonder he brought peace to the misery they once lead.
Within him is the reflection of her reaching the light at the end of the tunnel which lies in his heart.
He showed her loving her chaos of beautiful madness is not hard.
He sees disaster covered in flaws of perfection and continents tattooed on her skin.
He sees security handcuffed to her love which the room of trust was too dim.
He sees a heart of gold which he starved and feed on her soul being oblivious to her sin.
He made it known that loving her is his biggest win.
He’s aware of a portrait painted in dull markers but sees it as a beam of radiance and amazement.
He saw a heart that was caged as he looked pass the bars of mayhem finding it engaging.
He stares at her like a work of art and they paint their canvas of love that won’t ever be lost.
Incapable of expressing her admiration for him because her love isn’t confine to letters of the alphabets,
Her affection spilled on paper isn’t enough to describe her encounter with the best person she’s ever met.
Her smile became an epidemic that affected her face with numbness, her soul with happiness and her eyes with forever set.
Your actions made sure she knows her love is well kept.
You taught her that dreams do come true,
You caress her and cherish her in a way nobody else do,
Frankly to say,
She loves you.

-dpk
Monique
Written by
Monique  Bahamas
(Bahamas)   
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