Category: love
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Mine
I love to write poetry about you About the shape of your almond eyes The curve of your lips The length of your arms The strength of your hand when it grips mine I think of you often But I write about you all the time You are a bestseller in my mind Intelligent, capable……
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Robot
The world is a big yet small place Erased are the small desires To hide your face Cell phones record Security videos are rarely erased AI copies, voices and people Human Hands are replaced We stare at the struggling Trying to get ahead in our own race Till one day we realize… The world is…
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Loving You
Loving you Is like drinking sweet wine Dining on the river Sitting under warm sunshine Grasping onto your hand And feeling your heart beside mine Walking with you under the twinkle of glaring moonlight Smiling for days As our moments together rest on the edge of my mind When we dance There is no sense…
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Haiku: Your Eyes
You are bubbling Overflowing, love and hope Your eyes speak to me Love always, Ayesha
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Small Thought: To Draw
It’s strange The new things that tempt the soul The compassionate moments that never grow old Holding onto tales that strengthen weak souls You made nervous love grow bold Drawing us closer with every whisper Forever near but far away You etched my name Onto the palms of your hands We are intertwined with double…
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In My Arms
Let silence fall Like ice, cold, bitter sweet hail Falling into the crevices Where words are too afraid to go I slide into the spaces in your elbows Looking at the deep wells of your passionate eyes That once made strong knees go weak You speak French to me Whenever we do speak It’s a…
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A Thought: Full of Light
You are beaming, shining and blissful love that dazzles like prayers at noonday. The glimmer of hope that twinkles in eyes that are full of light. Love always, Ayesha
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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Discovering Each Other
He ran from the truth Found his body clung to spiderwebs Living void of love Call him the walking dead Despite dreams and hopes He lives in pain instead I changed, he changed, we changed But the love remains the same The years we lost Connected to the epiphany we gained We will discover each…
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