sometimes i think
that only lovers,
dreamers, maniacs
can fall in love with the sky.
a million times over,
the colors, the gestures, the strokes, the lines the gradients the lights the darks
it catches my breath
a
million
times
but
they ignore it
as if nothing, nothing is there, as if it isn't the most marvelous thing to have ever been
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Love Hate & Everything in Between
Poetrywe all have those words. ones that are best left unsaid. ones that should be said, yet aren't. ones that ruin lives, and ones that save them. here are some such words. words of love words of hate and everything in between ~~~ im rewriting these fou...
