Like the pieces of a well used puzzle
we fit together in so many ways
The body molds us like clay to make a magnificent sculpture
Our souls connect like missing halves
Our personality are opposite but match together
With us being one, I would rather be dead than half a person
Because the whole is so much better than living a half life.
A contest entry
- Valentines Day...8 lines only. by Poetic Aphrodite.
425 points, ended February 13, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thankyou for your submittal, Bella
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i just wrote a poem on love being a puzzle for another contest. this goes so well with it. thank you for sharing this with me and i wish you the best of luck in the contest we both have entered. viyanna rosemarie
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