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Katelynn Nov 2018
You are the person,
That one would write poems about.
You are the person,
That would fill thoughts late at night.

The one who’s eyes light up,
Like a galaxy in the sky.
The one who’s laughter,
Would just make you want to fly.

You’re are the person,
Who’s smile so beautiful,
It’s enchanting.
You are the person,
That could warm the heart,
Of the coldest winter breeze.

But you don’t see this person.
You keep them locked in a cage,
Believing they’ve never existed.
But for me it’s not true.

You are my person,
That I would scream to the rooftops for.
You are my person,
That I would break any wall for.

You don’t understand,
How beautiful you are.
But one day you’ll see,
How I’ve always seen.

You are my person,
Who makes my world complete.
Everyone has a person that they hold very dear to their heart. This person doesn’t always see how wonderful that they are. All we can do is hope one day they’ll see how wonderful as we see them as.
Rose Oct 2018
My nose is in these pages for my mind wishes to wander
To a place where faces no longer sneer insults like spit
These fantasies hold more for me than these blank walls
I want more than these crowded streets of faces I know
what a feeling to know, dreaming and wishing are such wonderful things. just don't forget to get out there and do something about it.
gabriela Sep 2018
I hate when people use the psalm to say,
“our bodies are wonderfully made,”
but they don't teach us that our minds
are made wonderfully as well

I am fearfully made but I am fearful
for I have been taught through this teaching
that my body was made more wonderfully than my mind
psalm 139:14
Gemma Davies Sep 2018
If I Could Press A Magic Button
And end all your woe and fears
Make every day of your life happy
And end any of your sad tears
I'd press that button in a second
I'd do everything that I could
To make your life wonderful
I promise you, I really would!
I want to protect you from sorrow
Making you happy is my quest
Love, laughter, health and joy
You're worthy of the very best!
But I know there's no magic button...
But at least you know I'm here.
I'm sure you knew this already...
But now I know I've made it clear!
My poem was lovingly made into a 'Me to You Bear' video:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gu3zmO-4xE0
JAC Sep 2018
I write
to show you
all these wonderful things
I've fallen in love with

in hopes
that you
may fall too.
Love isn't just and expression,
it's a part of who you are,
and it's OK if you don't feel it time to time,
but you will.
You just need someone who'll love you for you,
and make sure that you're never left in a cold place.
The cold hurts,
but it's never as bad as it seems.
Especially when you find the one who'll light the fire in your soul.
It's like you've waited your whole life,
to finally meet this person.
It'll take you on a wild ride,
and you'll never know where you'll be next.
You're heart may feel like it'll burst,
and your brain will sometimes stop working from all wonderful burst of chemicals,
that will addict you into a state of wonder.
You'll never want it to stop,
and sometimes it must,
but that's OK because you've had that taste,
and you'll hunt for the rest of your days to get another bite.
mc ish Aug 2018
floating it seems
above the cities and Merchants i so desperately Crave to ground through
i cannot faiL
only yOu who haVe conquerEd my doubt
i walk onward
without fear of what iS to come
the smell of popcorn and ridicule is ripe in the air
those who pray for mY failure have ascended my egOtistical ways
you will not touch me
as i stand Upon a rope so thinly cut you wonder of its existence altogether
i know below me lies too much strength to lose
too many lovers have let me fall and not enough saints have held my chariot
i feel too keen to be
too much is left unsaid
Isaac Aug 2018
The most grand, meaningful,
far-reaching and wonderful
things are not at all
the big things, but the small.
Written 24 August 2018
SC Kelley Aug 2018
My interests include

Reading old love poems,
And reading the volumes in your eyes.

Writing new love poems,
And writing our future together in my mind.

Drinking hot tea in the middle of summer,
And drinking the words that your lips spin together like silk.

Listening to the late spring birds,
And listening to the heartbeat in my ears when you look at me.

Watching the stars in the dead of night,
With you in my arms and our bodies breathing together.

But my greatest interest above all else,
Is just you and every way you make me feel.

~S.C. Kelley
For my love
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