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(One) True Love

when I write
I
do not think
of
you

i hate
pain
but
I'm writing
it

you are
my Poetry,
my world of
abstraction-

i do not
tell you everything-
(that's when you
forget to ask)

This is me-

i write everything in
my Poetry,
all the words
the lines
and the curves

yet
it's not my duty

to tell you
(you are not my master-
not even my slave)

my body-
my poetry

i offer these all to you--

(to my
Apollo,
and my
Aphrodite)


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4 endeavored to criticize:

eyes_8miles said...

What sort of comment box is this? Yuck...

(to my
Apollo,
and my
Aphrodite)

huh? what's that? nice poem...guess some part are for me huh?

Damsel said...

Shut up P. new comment box, hehehehe. :P
nice poem? yuck P... what is beauty? hahahaha
for you? yuck P, assuming... :P

eyes_8miles said...

Whatever...what is beauty? Its when you drown in someone's eyes and see nothing but her/him...poetic... :-p haha...that's beauty to me...

Damsel said...

hahaha, yuck P... you call that Poetic?
i call that roamntic! :P