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Caleb Janse van Rensburg
Poems
Jul 2019
I am greeted with the urge to love.
She's a stranger, the most beautiful stranger.
As we move nearer, I feel her tug at my heart.
I feel an abundance of affection, injecting through my veins.
I am greeted with the urge to love.
She tightens her grip, her hand is on my heart.
Her hand is golden, pure gold.
What I see is more than I ever wanted; someone who truly loves me.
I am greeted with the urge to love.
But. Her hand starts to flake, it's only gold plated.
Her grip and her tug starts to pain.
She's not who her image promised to be.
She's a danger, the most beautiful danger.
#love
#urge
#him
#her
#us
#affection
#heart
#heartbreak
#soul
#beauty
Written by
Caleb Janse van Rensburg
23/M/South Africa
(23/M/South Africa)
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