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I'll touch your skin.
Trace the outline of your face,
as we share a kiss.
My reflections in your eyes,
as they draw me deeply in.
We are opposites.
And we sing different songs.
But in the same key.
I’ve got a paper heart and a rock hard brain
It’s hard as any stone; harder that any pain
Now, my paper heart; it bleeds quite well
Look through my eyes and you can surely tell

Love is a tragedy; it’s all systems fail
All that’s good and right, all that’s what the hell
Paper hearts can’t crush a mind of stone
Paper hearts, they only cry when they’re alone

The paper folds quite easily; in the creases you will see
All there is to find and all there will ever be
Solid ground is where you like to run around
And here you are in the lost and found

Paper hearts and rock hard brains
Harder that the hardest pains
Paper hearts with your creases deep
Which of my secrets will you forever keep
This one is from one of my love poem collections.
Like a twisted game,
I'm the mouse and youre the cat.
You the predator.
What game shall we play?
There's one you call "I love you".
Then push me away.
IN TODAY'S RUSH WE ALL THINK TOO MUCH, SEEK TOO MUCH, WANT TOO MUCH,
AND FORGET ABOUT THE JOY OF JUST BEING
-ECKHART TOLLE
I have retired from temptations of attention.
I’ve retired from the need to judge.
I’ve retired from feeling like I need that moment,
And I’ve retired from feeling too sad.

I have retired into a place of contemplation —
A place nearby, and where I sit.

I have retired from feeling guilty,
And I’ve retired from needing your yes.

I am retired.
At my funeral,
Spare me the tears
And spread my ashes
In the flora.
Do not cry, for the death,
Which has consumed me,
Smile,
For the life that finally,
Surrounds me.
- C.c
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