When Love Became Loved
I love him like
the bees love flowers,
like dogs playing fetch,
like a breezy summer day,
like the calm waters ahead.
like A perfect hair day,
an Unusual set of words,
a Sunset over water,
Time going by,
Ice melting,
Nothing happening.
I loved him like,
the moon loved the sun,
the perfect pair of jeans,
a nice clean car,
the destruction after a storm,
a flame burning out,
the trail of smoke behind me.
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erosenfeld21
I am a high school senior, I love to write in general, photography, and acting. Writing, especially poetry, has helped me not only grow in my talent but also get my inner critic to vanish and fuel my writing. I began writing poetry my sophomore year in high school with my first piece being about nature, and I have continued on with poetry and learned from each writing to make the next one better. Poetry is definitely something I am passionate about, there is just something about how one stanza can bring so much impact to the piece.
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