He undressed my body,
And longed nothing but for my heart.
He undressed my heart,
And turned it back to the flower bed it used to be.
He undressed my mind,
And flushed all that of past.
He undressed my wounds,
And planted his love in between the cracks.
He undressed my soul,
And searched for that forbidden mole.
And now,
I want him to keep on undressing me because
He saw me naked,
But not like others.

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...DICE...

You were there,
In my name... Or was I?
You were there,
In the paths I've wondered... Or was I?
You were there,
Walking with me... Or was I?
You were there,
In my movies and novels... Or was I?
You were there,
All around me... Or was I?
You were there,
Written in my stars... Or was I?
Now we both are here,
Writing mysteries of our time...
Or it was fate fumbling the dice,
But this time,
It got flipped and made you mine.

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Those words are on my tongue,
I am not allowing them to come out,
Because I wanted you to know,
Just not with them.
Not with them,
Until it becomes better with them...

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Loving you, then leaving you for them,
And living with my crippling anxiety,
I should be awarded for both my triumphs...

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Today,
I have lost one more love of mine,
The one I kept hidden from all,
The one whom I have ignored,
The one different from all,
The one a little tall,
The one for whom I have thought not to fall,
The one with whom all things got messed,
The one whom I have never confessed,

And when I did,
I lost him all and all.

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Tore my skin
piece by piece,
Get in the depth
And then,
Dress me with your words
Just the way a poet
Dresses their beloved
With poetry.
It will be You, Your words,
And Me.
Nothing in between...

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I avoid writing poems,
Because whenever I write,
My pen starts to bleed,
Bleed,
All the colors of him.

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There are days,
When I feel like the cotton candy cloud.
And than there are days,
Where all I cry rain out loud.

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And me?


My hands are empty,
After planting,
As I once was a child,
Who dug flowerbeds on barren lands.

My feets are numb,
After running,
As they ran the races,
They weren't ready to walk properly.

My heart is freezing,
After loving,
As I loved someone who threw it,
Into the Furnace of love.

My words are paralyzed,
After sharing,
As I shared them with Friends,
Who gave them medicine of "it happens".

And me?
Me wants to be mixed,
As earth where me came from,
And rest as I go...

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Who said you can love only once?

I can love again,
but not in the way I've loved you.

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