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Love can not be bought
love can not be sold
you might spend some time in the arms of other men,
but I know you will always come back to me.

Your kisses are
as wet as the leaves,
your breath
is as moist as the air.
Your arching back
is as cold as the wind,
and when your body tightens,
it is as hard as the trees' bark.

Infinitudes

Your kiss
is worth its weight in gold.
Your hand-hold
is as valuable as it is soft.
Your eyes' gaze
is as precious as it is tangible.

Your effects on my heart
are as strong as
your effects on time.

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There is an intellectual superhero
hidden beneath a blanket of melancholy.
What will it take to unearth him again?

If only there was a penumbra
that could melt the wax,
returning him to his splendor.

penumbra really means penumbral light. (Metonymy)

You take my heart
and shelter it
from the loneliness of night.
Beneath the shimmering of the stars,
you make me feel less cold.
The thought of you
is like a pair of arms around my heart.
If only every night
I could have such dreams of you.

Listening to "Love Will keep Us alive" by eagles, and just read this poem: Leave a comment

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