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Strawberry Aster Jun 2015
She -- the girl who I think;
was once upon a time--
in another lifetime;
a part of me

a piece
of my soul
ripped from myself
from a long ago death--

to be found
only to make me understand
that chaos and beauty
could co-exist;

that souls--
no matter how different;
will always find a way
to recognize each other.

Oh and how beautiful and sad
to know that we--
are made out of
broken things that heal us~
This poem--a piece of me;
is for her--a lost and found piece of me~
Strawberry Aster May 2015
She said
"Let's go
down the rabbit hole",

she steals
a kiss;
and down we fall~
Strawberry Aster May 2015
Kiss me
Neath the summer lit sky
of crimson pink
and glory gold

Say my name
with that sweet tremble
of caution
and delight

Chase me
Catch me
Caress me
Cherish me

And you will know
what it is like to have
all the Seasons
embrace you all at once~
Strawberry Aster May 2015
Once
upon
a time
she said
Hello
but
only
to say
Goodbye~
When I met a girl who reminded me of fairytales and thunderstorms...
Strawberry Aster May 2015
I wonder if
Forget-me-nots
are flowers that
bloom in May

Like how we both began;
as little Summer flowers,
dancing 'neath the Sun--
screaming not to be forgotten

And yet you did--
inflicting pain
like acid rain;
so I too, shall do as you!

But I'm a terrible liar;
and to not feel so empty inside,
I'll heed the flowers and
forget-you-not~
That awful feeling of being forgotten...

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