The gentle drip drip,
Running down every drain.
The heavy pound pound,
Cascading, thick rain.
The sad splash splash,
Unwanted tears of disdain.
The merry pitter patter,
Someone's sentimental gain.
The whirring swish swish,
Liquid for the brain.
The anguished tap tap,
Of water going through strain.
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love is a crazy thing. its lethal poison controls all. the brain can't function;. the heart takes over. butterflies churn in the stomach. thoughts are clouded. the eyes see deeper down.
Soothing colours that surround me and my world, I would mother them if I could. We take them for granted- pink, blue and red, They are hardly ever mentioned or even said.
Some use words as though they're knives, They'll slice the air and ruin lives, Cut the mood then fear arrives, Move through your veins in swooping dives.
to describe a color; a sight to one that's sightless is impossible if they aren't in love. to love is when colors bleed together. to describe a sensation is simple when one can feel.
A sweet symphony. One that blows in the trees. The shush of the grasses blades. A soothing tune. Like water trickling in a stream. A small breeze through my hair. The sea salt in the air.
Love is a nice warm feeling inside. Love is the bright shining guide. Feel so strong with love by your side. Fly so high with love you glide. Lust is a thrill that's hard to beat.
Years pass. And tears fall so fast. Some of joy and cheer. Some induced by fear. Tears roll down the cheek. Sometimes because of the love we seek. Sometimes because we are as happy as can be.
They shoot, like stars, Into the sky, to show what. Nobody knows but this, Shows miracles, in action, Show pain, through explosion, The boom deafens and surprises, Like a gun shot in the sky, bang.
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