You tell me in whispers, who you are
by deeds that make you that wonder star
being in a op ionic state
how could all understand you

I dream that all will care one day
as they look at you, then each other
should this paranoiac state destroy you
I promise to destroy them all

My words are my bond
I will follow you to my next
and there, I will love you
until you become my wife

In the kind lands of gold
we would walk hand in hand
I would tell you in poems
how much you mean to me

You have made me loose of my writers block
and to loose one as you will be a big knock
I want you better soon, as soon can be
so I can write pure just for you poetry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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