All they want is to reach others,
Make their days a bit more sunny,
I assure you from experience,
They’re not in it for the money.
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You feel, what you feel, what you feel
And it’s certainly strange,How different we are from each other.You love, who you love, who you love,Why this one and not another?There is a magical attraction that occurs,That the mystery of love will never uncover.
Everyone should be,
Or at least love poetry,It’s really very niceTo live this love’sFulfillment, fantasy,Poetic vice can satisfyBut never harmful be.
Thru the Distance,
We comprehend each other’s heart,We can establish dialogue,A silent Dialogue of Love,Mysterious language of the Souls,And even though we’ve never met,We come together,Step by step,Invisibly and Silently,And touch each other,Secretly,Love opens doors,To Eternity.
How are the cards
To make us who we are?Each card so differentEach game played, too,The one thing we know,For sure,Is thatI, will never become, You.
So many thing are,
A longer word thanInsignificant,However pleasant, inconsequentialMay be.But seriously,what really counts,In this crazy world,Is what touches the heart,Individually so,And the rest is just,Not fundamental,We might even say,Inconsequential!
I never thought,
The way that I now do,I woke up to an empty room,And desperation too.Not knowing what to do,Not knowing what was going on,Or if you would return,I closed my eyes,And wandered on,Knowing,My life was through!