just a guy who sees the beauty in Everything, loves hard, hurts hard, finds writing is a release, cant afford a shrink and thinks that he can once in a while make a poem that is beautiful enough to help others in a time of need or to share in the awesomeness of the world.
It hurts so much my shoulder blades ache
I'm so empty that my stomach growls
It hurts, my heart hurts
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You know
that secret place to touch
how to blow my mind
what music makes my body rock
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hand surfing
up, down, left, right
cupped hand catching the breeze
scenery is all but a blur
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I never felt loved until I met you.
I know, with no doubts or reservations, that I love you.
I am yours fully.
you own me.
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