Poetry and Other Divine Mania

Guard your heart from this empty world

And fill it back up with your light.

Heavens knows how strong my hold buffs your nature

But the world spins faster when you roam.

You were never to be content between my fingers.

No matter how deep the pressure lingered.

Tired hands soon lose their grip

Holding onto own.

Follow first thoughts and stubborn abile,

Tempt the insecurities and womanly wiles.

Hold as tight as fear can get,

Tired hands soon lose their grip

Holding onto own.

When you doubt the beauty of your imperfection

Slipping in and out of favor.

Remember you were once worth holding

And don’t get too comfortable again.

I love you as I say the words.

Complete the action to the fullest I can

Look in your eyes

Dare to know you too.

Dance to your blues song just to cheer you up

Know their lines as if it’s my own melody.

Taste the sweet singing that laces my heartbeat

As if you could write off your pains onto my body.

Clear off karma’s debts

Living freely.

Stand on a post so high you know only burdens

You create from your own imagination or the ones you inherited

I feel those too.

Ripe as morning mist.

New like tomorrow’s blues

When it will be the end of us?

I bet on those too

I love you as I say the words.

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