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Steven Martin
Poems
Feb 2014
The Warmth
Days when I feel so cold
And empty
The struggle seams selfish
But sustains
At times I need something to rely on
Something to give me hope
A warmth
Coming after winter
I can nearly envelope myself in the thought
If I let go of the moment
And give in
All of this pain and struggle
And lonesome sorrow
Leaving pits
In I
Will be justified
Perhaps Glorified
As necessity
If it prepares me for her
Only where there is pressure
And heat
Will a diamond be formed
I will be her diamond
She will dust of my
Toxic skin
Tough and calloused
From years of fighting
Transient vapors
To form
The diamond inside
I hold that warmth close to my chest
Let her love envelope my soul
And blanket me from the cold
Her smile eternal
And free
Her laugh
From deep inside her belly
A source of symmetric synthesized vibrations
No schism in her soul
My fear is that day will not come
Where I can lavishly pour my soul and energy
Into such a noble source
Of simple love
Perhaps it is not my purpose
To find love
We all manifest
To Fill a niche
But I will not forget the warmth
For Cold days will return
Written by
Steven Martin
San Diego
(San Diego)
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