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Kimberly Weber Mar 2015
Memory is too fragile
Too often it forgets the past
All your happiness is faded
Your timeline, unsure and jaded

It remebers the biggest stuff
The "important" events and things
But leaves out intamacy
In the details of legacy

The little day to day gestures,
Moments of bliss are neglected
"Insignifigant" adventure
And all the laughter that they lure

These are the things I want to keep,
What I want memorialized
On my conciousness for ever
All these times we shared together

Precious moments unforgotten
Like the wind tossling my hair
And you sliding it back in place
How you lightly caressed my face

Every breathless time my heart stopped
And butterflies bred at  your touch
Every kiss imprinted in time
The veiws from the mountains we climb

The way we shudder and tremble
And whipser "I Love you" 's with care
The jokes  we shout, the games we play
The songs we sing, the things we say

These fleeting moments are ereased
To make way for pain or glory
Things with ceremony or scars
Not as good as sleeping in cars

Let my legacy be of my
Good times, fun times, small times when I
Made a difference for once and for
The smiles and laughs of my trade floor

I want to remeber these things
The small things that make up our lives
Because they make them all worth more
Than I ever thought before
finally, a day worth writing about. celebrating a person worth remembering
Chelsea Jun 2018
Love is an intense feeling
Like the ocean, it is v  a  s  t
On its surface
Glittering and beautiful
Within its depths
A true magnificence

But when the storms roll in
and the water turns black
The tossling
         and jostling
Sends you off track
And you become
                 dis
                        plac
                                ­  ed
You've lost your way in the night
No stars to guide your way
the love you carried for another
Has made you blind to yourself
The person you loved is no longer the same
The wave you were riding has crashed
And now that you are beneath its
                                            d
                  ­                                 e
                              ­                            p
                                                               ­ t
                                                              ­       h
                                                        ­                  s
You see that love is dangerous
                             consuming
                                     inspiring
                                               suffocating
But my, oh my, isn't it beautiful

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