She has a massive addiction
to broken, dark- unyielding love
I wish her craved taste was…me
Poet of the Light © 2019
Innate flaws
Poet of the Light
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I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light
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Hmmm food for thought the shoe definitely fits. Great offering Poet thank you
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Hmmm glad it fed your mind and fits well, 🙂 Thank you.
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You’re on a roll
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😀 thanks
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You resonate with me!
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I totally get this
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I trust well you do.
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The she is me.
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If you be her, shouldn’t you then also be here?
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Too bad I’m somewhere else, it’s a place better off and the darkness amuses me more than the light.
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Before there was light there was darkness we all steeped in like tea leaves. Would I not taste the same, either way if I were a drink?
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That’s quite convincing, for all I know you’re probably still steeped in the darkness – more like an espresso. I sure am a coffee person.
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I myself prefer fresh cappuccino and indulge in many things out of the lights view.
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