I write poetry.

To the girl who made threatened me to start this blog. No, I won’t name my future daughter after you. *eyeroll* This is all you get.

I write poetry

Because I can see

Your lips, swallowing

Your sadness temporarily

And curving into a smile.

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I write poetry

Because I can hear

The wind whispering secrets

In your ears

As we dance

In the moonlight.

*

I write poetry

Because I can see

The galaxies

In your eyes

And the love

Dancing through your body.

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I write poetry

Because I can feel

The love poems

On the tip of your tongue

When your lips graze mine.

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I write poetry

Because every inch

Of your skin

Is a masterpiece

And you, are

A beautiful poem

Just waiting to be written.

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-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore