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Oct 2020
I thought I had it all figured out
I felt strong
in control.
Now that I've seen you
everything is out of place.
Yet it could not be more perfect.
Yes, we fight.
Yes, I cry and I suffer.
But when you look at me
the whole world disappears
and suddenly,
my heart skips a beat.
There's no place I'd rather be
I can't count how many poems
and songs and plays and movies
have been written for love.
Nearly every one of them
Yet none of them has ever existed
For you are here, now, with me.
Bright Violet
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Bright Violet
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