My ode to you
Your the definition of Love through words that touch me
Metaphors that slap me
& philosopies that make my heart wanna cry
I know you'll be here forever as long as I keep my tools
You show me sorrow and then light, pain then light again
My story began with you and I'm pretty sure thats how it will end
Tattoo your spontaneous combustions in composition books that I carry everyday, across my heart
Let the world read my mind & learn my heart, through your layers
Because you hold the key to the storms unweathered
& tsunami's that I forget or try to forget
you
are
my
last
breathe
poetry <3
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