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Sep 2013
Own
I can write these lines without
ever righting wrongs the same way
I write notes without writing songs.
I colored pictures, but I only used black and white without
seeing the beauty of the gray
between the lines.
And there's a certain majesty that is only caught
under moonlight, but that is nothing compared to the
photograph in your eyes.
It's the way my heart races without having a beat,
or the way I never seem to dream when I sleep.
Your name catches on every inhale I breathe,
your essence a place I never want to leave.
It's writing a love poem without
feeling that rhyme,
it's knowing you don't burn the same color
every time.
Bathe in the ashes from past poems,
believe that every word is your own.
Written by
Kristen Van Clief
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