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  Dec 2017 Annete
Rae
Regular people
Don’t feel this way in their minds.
They must be so bored.
people who write poetry are definitely special.
Annete Dec 2017
Why do they say
Love doesn’t exist?
When I’m looking at you
And seeing this

Marvelous crystals -
Intangible sight
Your particles gleam
In the beaming of light

How can they say
Love doesn’t exist?
When in kissing you
I was a bliss.
imagine
Annete Dec 2017
How did you found me,
Wandering soul
Running in circles of love?

Were you excited
To jump in my flow
After the night in The Grove?

Were you that cruel
Stopping the rivers,
Cutting my last breathing cord?

Beautiful fool
I spot in the mirror,
Whom you so gracefully lured.
praising your great skills in stealing my heart
Annete Dec 2017
I took the dress off
And there you saw
Constellations on my skin,
All the stars,
Backwards of my loving
Every part of you.
All my feels imprinted here
Collarbone in scars.
Annete Dec 2017
Hideous creature,
Monster in the flesh
Living in your mind,
Feeding of your veins.
You raised it
Darkest shade of black
Hatred in your heart.
Annete Dec 2017
Closer as she comes
Weary flowers blossom anew.
Wounded heart seems to forget
Its ache.
Perplexed soul halts wandering,
As lips rise with the purest smile.
She sights beauty
In your despondency
A Mother’s love
That heals the world.
Inspired by my Mother and dedicated to each and every other one.
Annete Dec 2017
Who we are
To interfere with Universe?
And ruin the paths
She had destined for us.
In our very own selfishness
Blinding the truth
We’re not meant to be together.

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