Him and I
His mind is like the ocean
He speaks to me in blue, green and black
He doesn’t know it
But, i know it
His love so grand, it feels out of my reach
His ideas
His values
His loyalties
I feel weak
His presence makes love to my mind
Like swans mating for life
His soul as beautiful as the color white
His spirit
His passions
His bliss
He knows it. . .
Our souls made love with one simple glance
Our bodies made love with eternal passion
He’s claimed me
His mind is a cave
Dark, deep, and hallow
His love is so grand, it strangles me every night
He knows it
I know it
My ideas
My values
My loyalties
I feel weak
I crave my presence, I crave my union
Flightless bird, poor bird
My spirit
My passion
My bliss
I lost my soul in just one glance
I lost my eternal passion
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Author:
demieeex (
Offline) - Published: August 13th, 2026 01:13
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Smitten is the word that comes to mind, a relationship obsessed, possessed, infatuated and completely taken. Well written
Yaaay ! Thank u 🙏 I appreciate u!
You are most welcome
Being lovestruck is enthralling and terrifying! Great poem!
Thank u!! I appreciate it ! Thought it was a little rough
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