Tag: breath
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The Birth of Maybes
Like the breath of tides taken to the depth of the sea. You may forget the color of their eyes. But you can never replace the love that gave birth to maybes. Love always, Esha
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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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The Push of Dreams
Flowing like rushing water Over steady streams The breath of yesterday The momentum of dreams Love always, Ayesha
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Sounds Like Love
What is poetry to me? It is love And everything in-between Whether it is two heart forever intertwined Or a neck colliding with a bee sting It equates to so much But at the same time it feels like nothing It unravels me like a rope With dangling cords It’s flies high like eagles It…
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Winter Conversations
It’s a chill in the air. Warm breath leaving passionate lungs turns into fog. Snow crunches underfoot and gloves keep fingertips from freezing. Ice coats the black pavement like a happy coincidence. People slide in and out of easy conversation over hot coco and restored connections. Winter time brings people together like knitted blankets and…
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Long Ago Love
Long, long ago Love live here It thrived in the hope Of fresh dreams It grew In the depths of dew drops Moving with the wind Clinging to the back of swift horses Waiting for a moment That expands beyond The reach of today Love that gave meaning To the breath of a new day…
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