My personality,
It isn't better than yours
I hope to become better
For what I lack in spontaneity,
You inspire me,
Freely breathes your spirit
My idiosyncrasies,
They aren't weirder than yours
Yes, its okay if you see my weird
Naked, innocent, vulnerable,
Shamelessly Beautiful,
Lightly tumbles this spirit
My opinions,
They aren't to tyrannize yours
I want you for who you are
A human growing toward freedom
Self-awareness, I need some,
Sprouts the Wisdom in your spirit
My feelings,
They aren't more valid than yours
Our unshared experiences still draw us close
My heart beats with base, yours with melody
Boons, banes, differently,
Rouse the symphony of Our spirit.
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Meet-cute at the Corner Table
She hurries into the dimly lit coffee shop with a battered laptop pinched between her elbow and side, shedding raindrops from her jacket. Taking her place in line behind an elderly man with a soggy newspaper, she inhales greedily of the familiar air infused with hints of freshly ground coffee and notes of burnt everything bagels.
By Donna Renee3 days ago in Fiction
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