Your form,
Angelic in nature,
Perfection in that imperfect way
Startled me,
From my slumber,
You walked quietly into my mind
Didn't notice,
Right at first,
That I burned for everything that you are
Palpable foolishness,
I couldn't notice,
While you were aflame for me
And thus,
Your flame left,
And mine won't lose momentum
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..So I've read this poem maybe 12 times since you showed me this.
But it was tonights reading that I actually was able to put it into reality..and Matt.....this is a stunner of a poem. -
Very well done Matthew. A literary genius in the making. I like the common them that appears in each stanza. You could separate each phrase and still get it.... with a little reading between the lines.
Andrew -
if i asked you where you came up with the idea for this one, would you tell me? It is my favorite.
and that says a lot.
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