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You are like rain.
quiet and soft;
beautiful no matter how intense.
You are like rain.
steady and swift;
as you go,
you leave my heart
colder than before.
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He cast upon her
A spellbound hell
One that ripped
Her pages in half

He acknowledged
All the pain within her
Then threw them
Out into the night

He broke curfew
with the wind
Subsided his destiny
To sit with her
Waiting for the magic
To Begin

He whistled and she howled
No One ever heard such a sound
As the night lingering
Your blushes are the reason for my sweet tooth

Even your ghost of a smile sends me into a sugar rush

My breath hitches as I listen to your intoxicating laugh

The only kind of 'being lost' that I enjoy is .....
being lost in the universe of your eyes

The feeling overwhelms me

The electricity that sparks in my body
   when I hold your hand
     Goes straight to my heart
And explodes like fireworks inside my body

The 'oh so amazing' voice of yours
....which doesn't compare to the opera of Angels

Oh! And that scar....
The scar which is embedded like a trophy on your left arm
It is an evidence which showcases and reminds the world and me that you are still a human being

All your imperfections blended with your serenity presents the ultimate version of 'YOU'.

All the more reason to LOVE YOU

~ Pacific Wolf
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That bright light
between those mountains
fell on her radiant face.
Then it just got reflected back
to the innermost nerve of my heart.
Unsparing any approval of the mind
so into, so straight.
Everything here,
the sun , the mountains,
the river, the heaven
and the space is all about her, now.
All of these makes me too lost, now.
Well, if I would land back here
then it would be her eyes
that would be glittering everywhere
detaching me, from the life I'm into.
May I, ask this please?
Are those diamond blue eyes
that I saw, that day
on those mountains?  
May be, yes.
But to my less fortune
I shall live in silence
and utter no words
cause I'm weak for any disapproval
and I don't want to deprive
myself from the little attention
and love that you might show or spare....
 Oct 2017 Bek Blanchard
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I made friends with the ocean
For she washed away my blues
And washed the tears off my cheeks
And was there to gently kiss my bruise.

I made friends with the stars
For they lit up the darkest of nights
And showed me how to find my way
Through a sea of different sights.

I made friends with the mountains
For they held me strong and tall
And showed me how to feel so big
Yet still remeber I am small.

So as I wander through life,
Until my journey ends
I hope I remember to stop often
And appreciate my friends.
We want options but hate making choices.
Looking up to others waiting for their voices.
Easily swayed when someone claims.
This is the right one, no one to blame.

Dating, living, food it is all the same.
The abundance just makes it a game.
Who, what, where fits us best.
Giving up on the original moving onto the rest.

How to pick one and be happy.
When you are just another fish in the sea.
Not hunting for what you need.
Clouded by objects, luxuries.

They say lovebirds only need each other.
Fluff their feathers and stay together forever.
We are no different, no need for royalty.
Just make a decision and keep some loyalty.
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