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Ariel Taverner
Poems
Sep 2013
A LOVE STORY
He sat on his chair
In his desk
In a place he called heel
She walked
In a place she hated
She bnamed hell
He sighed
Decided to take a break
And walked through hell towards heaven
She sighed
She was stressing
So she went for a walk to heaven
He sat on a chair
And loathed himself
He loved heaven but was still in hell
She walked into a room
With a man on a chair
She frowned for hell made it all worse
He silently wept
With no tears
He needed respite from hell
she teared
With no tears
She needed respite from hell
He looked into memory
But found nothing
His life was a series of hells
She looked into her mind
But found nothing
Her life was a series of hells
Where
He thought
in despair
Where
She thought
In despair
He looked up
About to scream
And saw her
She looked around
About to cry
And saw him
She was amazing
Beautiful
Captivating
He was amazing
Handsome
Captivating
She smiled
And he cried
Inwardly
He smiled
And she hoped
Inwardly
He looked upon his life
And finally
Took a chance
She looked upon her life
Almost cried
And took a chance
He stood up
Went to her
And said one syllable
She stared
As he walked up
And said one syllable
He despaired
For she didn't say anything
And turned
She grasped
His shoulder with desperation
And begged with her eyes
He turned
And smiled
A true smile
She smiled
A true smile
He caused it
He started a conversation
A conversation
Of a lifetime
She chatted
Without thinking
She just let her toung work
He hoped
Something he never did
Something he liked
She hoped
Not a false hope
A true hope
He left
With her number
And hope in his heart
She left
With hope and fear
Would he call her
He lay down
But didn't sleep
He thought
She lay down
But didn't sleep
She thought
He smiled
A true smile
A Happy smile
She smiled
A true smile
A Happy smile
He slept
Like never before
For he had never truly slept
She slept
Like never before
For she always dreamed
He woke up
And smiled
He had slept
She woke up
And smiled
She hadn't dreamed
He called her
And made something
Love
She answered
And felt something
Love
TRUE LOVE
SUCH AS NEVER FELT
YET IT WAS REAL FOR THEY FELT IT
AND FEELINGS ARE TO BE TRUSTED? ????
They laughed
They were not he cand she
They were they
Sometimes you have to take a chance and trust untrustworthy feelings
#FOREVERWRITE
Written by
Ariel Taverner
South Africa pretoria
(South Africa pretoria)
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