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You think you can do better I, say go for it! I am better off WITHOUT a lukewarm lover I don’t want the world I am passionate enough
By Saroyan Coles2 years ago in Poets
I’ve never been afraid of death the reaper is sitting on my shoulder like a angel My heart will keep giving Until it stops beating
He is giving me elevator eyes from across the room like I am the 13th floor he presses all my buttons I feel the floor move under me
Goddamn my beautiful Jaci; You’ve hung the moon and stars You’ve got this gorgeous glowing pale skin like you were blessed by
My heart is skippin’ like a pair of heart shaped shades Blushing hard like emoji heart eyes a livin’ daydream— Young and naive,
Monday’s woman is fair of face I will choose you, Blythe Over and over again Over the riches in darkness Up to the glory sitting on the mountain.
Your presence fills the room like a bunch of helium balloons One glance and I’d float away your killer smile is like neon
In my hearts of hearts two bunny ears, flop sideways around the heart sick- amor I mean, the heart of the sycamore through the hole
First steps are hard as the nether milestone; Children don’t come from a walk of life Forever my heart does a walkabout
I wish the intensity in which I love; Didn’t make people sweat it out! I wish my heart had a place which it belonged immensely-
Out of the corner of my eye, He wore a sweater OVER a white t-shirt Wire rimmed glass His distinctive laugh I did a double take
In hindsight love is blind; We hold this emotion so close to our hearts- We give it a heartbeat We give it a face The familiarity is a facade