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My love for you is like a powerful storm
So powerful it beats every day for you
Through the storm wind and heavy rain
And my love for you will withstand every pain
It's beating every day,
I Love You Sweetheart
And our hearts are so pure and
Our love is so sweet,
And listening to you in my heart beat
And sweetheart every day
I love you more with every heartbeat.
True Love ❤️
I save my life every day.
Every morning I wake up
and decide to live,
even though my limbs are heavy
and my mind stumbles,
I still heave myself up,
put my feet on the floor
and stand
like water
I poured myself into her until she was overflowing at the brim

like reinforced steel
I bridged my heart to hers and welded myself to her soul

like the sun
I filled myself with light to cover her darkness

like a blanket
I shielded her from the harsh world underneath the covers

like magnets
I orbited her aura until we inevitably collided

like a seed
I felt myself growing up from her

Then, like an idiot
I could tell she felt nothing.
Material things don’t entice me
Empty promises don’t  count as a remedy
Flowery words are pleasing to the ear
With apparent intentions clear

Is this just an infatuation?
An effect of my subtle imagination
This relentles game of tug of war
How I wish it wouldn’t end up in a scar

All I know is that I’m tired of this dance
Might as well give us a chance?
You have gone way past this armour
Consistency, that is all I am asking for
Red leaves falling from trees oak,
Breeze so soft sways softly dancing with leaves of colour,
Softly floating to the ground of stone.
 Apr 2020 Sheila Stafford
Skyler
Could we be the same?
Is this what forms us?
Or it keeps us tame,
And unable to discuss,

The troubles and trials,
The pain and hurt,
The laughter and smiles.
All which we exert.

I keep searching.
Then a look shared
Let's me see what's lurking,
It tells me you were scared.

Scared of your power,
Sweetheart, now you know
You no longer have to cower.
Let your power grow.

It's only a reflection
What separates you and I.
No more rejection,
I bid you goodbye.
This poem is about what it feels like when I look in the mirror sometimes. The self-doubt and negativity that runs through my mind and how by the end, I say goodbye to any rejection of self I have felt and embrace me for me
 Apr 2020 Sheila Stafford
Skyler
What is it's meaning?
I may never know,
I may have to keep dreaming
And let it flow.

Flow through my veins,
See it from afar,
Unshackle its chains,
Allow it to bruise and scar

Through flesh and bone,
Head and heart.
Ruptured then sewn,
So I don't fall apart.

Back and forth it goes,
All through my head
Like beatings and blows.
Exposed on the bed,

Vulnerable and raw.
It plays on my mind,
I watch it with awe.
It cannot be defined.

Uncertainty is rife,
While some may panic,
It is here I thrive,
Neither worried nor manic.

I trust in the universe,
I know it will be right.
While this may be adverse,
I choose to see the light.
You can't put love in a box, it is undefinable. It is unique to all and will forever be, in my mind. I have come to terms with that, this sort of acceptance has been quite freeing.

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