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Oct 2013
I put you on the highest of pedestal's... you're up there with the Greek and Roman gods.
You're the sunshine to my fields of flowers that aren't quite blooming with beauty yet.
You're the waves crashing around my boat threatening to take me under but never really drowning me.
I put you up there next to the Sea and the Sun because they are the highest powers in my mind.
The Sea was calm on the surface, sure at times it can be fierce, but under it was full of energy and life that went unseen.
The Sun was so hot, always one fire you could say, burning with such intensity it was hard to stare at it straight on.
I like to think you put me up there with the birds and the bees... but we all know you didn't.
I was nothing but the Moon and the Stars to you.
The Moon with such mystery only showing her beauty at night when true emotions could go unseen.
The Stars... always so far away never knowing if they are truly alive or dead.
You made me seem Common; I made you a God.
Brianna
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Brianna  Nevada
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