Saturday, August 25, 2018

Sweet Love

Cool and calculating
Soft, yet delicate
Precise
Like a quiet slice
Calming
Finding peace
Opening my soul
Exposing my essence
Creating my solace
Sharing with the world
What I hold to myself
I
am
One
with
my
Red
I die bye my sword
Because
that is where my piece finds me

Time
ceases to exist 
when we embrace
As if 
my 
d i v i d e d 
soul 
once again 
becomes 
whole
In a world
that is constantly
c h a n g i n g
It's where
I found my peace
When we became one
And in its infinite oceans of eternity
It all came to a halt
As we merged into us

She
Is
Water

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