I’m constantly turning,
head in a whirl,
trying to catch thoughts dashing by
like coloured lights
in the corner of a closed eye.
The more I spin,
the less able I am to capture them.
Memories slip
forever out of reach,
I can’t maintain a grip
& then there’s you;
intoxicating my soul too,
pulling me into your orbit.
Your force
is magnetic
& electric,
your thoughts
race mine;
a magnificent game
but how can I ever keep up?
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Author:
rebmasters (
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Comments1
by surrendering, willingly
by choosing to believe, defiantly
by readying: your calloused heart
for one more, battle cry
one more, bold leap - knowing, you deserve, nothing less
than the very Best!
life has to offer...
(some astute relationship app, marketer
should pay you for these words, dear poet) lol
another wonderful read, thanks for sharing
Haha I'm not sure anyone should take relationship advice from me! Thank you my friend x
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