I was the cold breeze,
You were the morning light ,
We never met,
Until she wrote us together.-
Let your chaos to make muse ❣️
selenophile🌙
I was the cold breeze,
You were the morning light ,
We never met,
Until she wrote us together.-
Who are poets?
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Someone who makes his wound bleed metaphor to soothe your heart.-
They say, empty vessels are filled with sound.
But empty souls are filled with losses.-
Flight taken by every solo word of this prompt to reach your heart.
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Dating me is like
Reading in between the lines,
Where you've to understand the stories behind the bars.-
Was scrolling your feed, my heart didn't ache,
Was reading your letter, my eyes didn't bleed,
Was looking at you , my soul didn't heal
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And love isn't felt.-