Would he still call me beautiful in the dark?
He welded me a heart and I feel whole again
like I can breathe in each sunrise
at last
He calls me beautiful to other people
and raves about everything I am
He is more than a dream
but more like-
cordless tranquility
take-anywhere-sanity
that beats the soothing sound
of a double bass.
We are two pieces of a conundrum
I the sky and he
the water
connected on the horizon line
and we thrive in a place where
we speak tomorrow in whispers
Yeah,
love ya too, kid.














Comments
I liked the fact that it's kind of a... mature romance throughout, if you like,
then at the end, you drew it back to the fact it's a "teen or young romance" poem.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Explosive earth
soundless snowfall
But, I love this one. Chiefly because it explains love in a way I've never seen it explained before. I agree with Effamay, this poem has a real unique touch to it.
Beautiful work.
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Explosive earth
soundless snowfall
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The more things change, the more they stay the same.
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Sometimes people leave you
Halfway through the wood.
Others may deceive you,
You decide what's good.
You decide alone.
But no one is alone.
-Into the Woods
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