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Beloved
All I’ve known have been washed away in the ocean
What is this feeling going into motion?
Endearing affections capturing my mind and heart, blinding me from the start
What cannot be fooled is my instincts and heart
Clueless of what I’m getting into yet what I know what is true
My infatuation is you
Each day, I try to hold my feelings in from bursting flames
Admittedly, it’s a failed attempt; there’s no denying the smiles as I heard your name
The last thing I want to see is to rid yourself from me
It was clear from my alluring eyes to see your natural beauty
The time is going fast, whirling around world’s reality
Your genuine and real personality shines the brightest from what I see
You never noticed my inner feelings for I don’t show it in my face
Even when in your presence, my loving heart rapidly raced
Helping me through the fears, wiping away the tears from the negative situations I’ve once had
In the dark storm, you illuminate like the sun giving me warmth when left in the cold away from the bad
The yearning heart you have beating strongly from a life lived in a seemingly nightmare
The first thing that made me become so attached is your strength against your fears
There was much more than just physical appeal
Unlike the other false acquaintances committing their life to pretending effortlessly, you were the real deal
Obsessive behavior was never my thing considering all I wanted is to make you believe
Believing in me not only as a companion but a beloved one and to keep you in arms, the home to serve as your sanctuary
Awww...this is sweet. One
Awww...this is sweet. One thing is true and will always be true. You can't make anyone believe anything. They have to decide for themselves and see it themselves. The more you push---the more they will resist ---and even if they by coincidence decide to believe at the same time you push---you better believe th relationship will suffer for it, becuse they will harbor resentment for your controlling nature...and back off instead of come close.
Always choose to be happy, rather than right!!!!! :-))))
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Well Said.
Quite true. The poem was personally dedicated to all those moments I fell in love with past signifact others for the first time. It was nice to do a poem with a positive note. :)