There are moving pictures in my memory,
Emotions bursting in front of me.
Traced the steps beneath the tree,
Stories of calm lit scenery.
Felt the key between the tips,
The box held memories of warmth and bliss.
& underneath the chapping of my lips,
I released a soft and faithful kiss.
The rainbow in me grinned and spoke,
I felt the tender, gentle poke
As night drew on, the crickets woke
To feed the silence and clear the smoke.
Scattering the partings of my mind,
I gathered the pictures boldly aligned
Between the crosses that together entwined
The pieces of me left undefined.
Please tell me what you think
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i really like your poem it is really good and has alot of meaning i like that in a poem. you put alot of effort in this i believe and that is something that can never be taken from you is your believe. i can't say it enough about this pome it is just beautiful. thank you for such a beautiful piece.
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