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  Mar 2018 The Non-Poet
Tiana Marie
If she was a symphony,
He was the tune.

If she was a sickness,
He was immune.

If she was a riddle,
He was the answer.

If she was a song,
He was the dancer.

If she was the moon,
He was outer space.

If she was a broken heart,
He put each part back in place.
  Mar 2018 The Non-Poet
Cné
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Hold my hand and persuade the way
tell me all you want to say
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Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear
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Kiss my lips and touch my skin
bring out passions deep within
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Draw me close and hold me near
eradicate my pain and fear
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In the darkness of the night,
shine your beacon, be my light
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In the luster of the sun,
demonstrate you are the one
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Offer me wings so I can fly
and I will soar when you're nearby
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Infilrate my heart, break the wall,
it's time for me to let it fall
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I've been a prisoner, extensively
Break my chains and set me free
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Strip me of my armor tight
this time I won't put up a fight
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Release my soul held deep within
For you’re in my heart where love begins

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My understanding of today
Is as limited as my life
Live today
As it comes
We have been told and practiced
With devotion
We do prepare for the mundane
But what’s one to do about the unknown
What does it take to be future ready?
Is it the happenings of today
Is it the mistakes of today
That will lessen the burden of tomorrow
As today the lesson was learned
Yet how to prepare for the unknown
Remains a question for tomorrow
  Mar 2018 The Non-Poet
Isaac
What the **** did I get myself into
You and I came out of nowhere
Neither of us knows what we're doing
Neither of us knows how to do this

I don't know how to be the best I can be for you
I don't want to miss you as much as I do
And crave your touch as much as I do

I feel like I'm falling, right into your arms
I'm so scared, I don't want to be hurt again

It's so hard to trust this, it's so hard to let myself love
I'm scared of the distance, the others, losing you, losing myself

I'm scared of screaming into the night sky, screaming "why again"
And to feel that cold autumn wind burns my throat
And chap my cheeks as my tears run on

While I run further from myself
Scared to deal with the hurt of the others
Afraid of being with you
Afraid to not be
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