What Happens in Bermuda Triangle
Pack life into a few lines with me.
If I were to write a poem
after I fell in love
in the first decade of my life
it would plead to hold me
and attent to me fully
To gift a poem today
I write that I love me
so fully that I'd like to
share that feeling
with you
I ran out of things
to say
He slabbed off
the granite that wasn't needed
to create his art
so we could free our dreams
as already happened
slabbing off thoughts
in the way of life
Flowers or a lighter
many Things possess me
I ask them why
now I want to know
Breathe
For guidance
clarity
Be outside
in lux time
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