Like butterflies cascading lines that draw across the sky printed boldly all over town striking the skyline down.
It's you.
It's me.
It's all I'm thinking.
Just sign your name, that angel handwriting dipped in ink scrawled across my heart for all to see.
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Written in half sleep, this morning :) A thousand ways to take a mans life. A thousand ways you can tell a lie. A thousand ways to deliver the truth. A thousand ways to give up your youth.
#Youngwritersemotion Kiss to add that final touch, No laughter as great, Or feeling as such. Hug to add that final feel, No smile as warm, Or look as real.
Your smiles so pure. But I knew it would be. And I just want more, Can you set me free. I do really adore, And I hope you agree.
When I write poems about you. I write with ink because. Pencils actually erase themselves if you ignore them for too long. And ballpoint pens sometimes run out.
A feeling like this no word can explain No picture can portray No film can symbolise A feeling like this is so rare So precious and so true For some its just a fleeting moment Soft and warm...
. A quarter is consumed with love so pure And sealed by your allure. Two eighths are filled with a passion that overflows A heat thats deep within and everyday grows.
To compare you to the reddest rose. Or the shiniest star. Or the whitest snow. Would not be fair. Would not be true. Their beauty pales. To the vision of you. To put your beauty down in words.
Fire and ice, I can see so much beauty and life, in your eyes. Water and air, They told me never, they told me be careful, they said of love; beware.
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