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The Windows


Your eyes are a fountain

That I'd like to swim in

And everytime the water falls

I am washed and rejuvenated

 

A tree to climb

'Til I reach the top

And I see

The wonderous landscape

Of your beautiful soul

 

A journey to

The Lost City of Gold

But I have found

Your love is an

Abundance of wealth 

 

A ring may symbolize

But it may never show 

How wedded we truly are

With rings of hope

On the fingers of our hearts

 

If your kiss could

Whisk me away

And take us to a distant land

I know it would

 

My tears that I cry

Are not because of

A dissatisfaction with your presence

Although I can't help

But mourn, the day you'll leave

 

If only I could leave with you

But Fate is a cruel, twisted

Card player, and it shuffles

And picks out all the kings

 

Atleast he shuffled rightly 

And placed us on the thrones

As we rule with

The scepter of love

 

And the mountains are moved

For us to climb

Reaching to the top

As we place our flags

Shouting that we've done it!

 

Let us take our places

And together we will rule

The world fuming with

The fire of hate

 

And we shall extinguish it

With our love

For the world to bow down to 

And follow our lead

 

As I travel the world

Searching for the city

Of Atlantis buried underneath

I hope to unearth you

And claim you as my lost

Treasure

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Primarily personal love narrative with some abstract philosophical moments about fate and connection.

SparseMeasureDense

Dense accumulation of metaphors and ideas; multiple symbolic journeys compressed throughout.

DarkSentimentBright

Predominantly positive celebration of love despite melancholic acknowledgment of separation.

StillEnergyExplosive

Intense, soaring language with active verbs; passionate declarations and grand imagery throughout.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 50+ lines; substantial poem with extended development.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Heavily ornamented with extended metaphors: fountain, tree, lost city, rings, card player, mountains.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric voice; intimate first-person reflection on beloved; no dramatic shifts or personas.

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