Baby, you’re my prism in the dark
Letting me free with a tender spark
A gentle smile or a graceful hand
You taught me to believe again
That rainbows aren’t for hanging yourself
And love songs go for and against
That the universe is infinite and
Inaccessible, at the same time.
That’s what you showed me.
You showed me where I belong;
Hand in hand with you.
And in the hollow of our palms
A small melody is played;
I can’t remember it for the life of me,
But once you hear it…
You can never forget.
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It's actually not about anyone in particular....just me being my wistful self agian....
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This is beautiful
I loved the way as one falls truly in love yes their is a melody within each of your souls Lovely write
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Usually rhyming poetry is bland and generic.
I must say that you completely broke through the monotony of rhyming poetry.
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Thanks. Seems that half of it rhymes, and then I spin off and go somewhere completely odd.... *shrugs* Either way, thank you for your comment...
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awwww beautiful.....
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Thank you very much! I try my best!
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