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by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff

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romantic love

Your Face is a Poem

Your face is a poem.

With eyes that dance to a meter,

and lips that speak in rhyme.

I sometimes understand you.

But mostly, I find you open to interpretation.

That is your secret,

and I am endlessly fascinated.

Sticking to Simple Dreams

I know we’re in the middle of a world’s that’s gone and flipped itself over,

and I can’t make heads or tails of things beyond me.

So I’m sticking to this simple dream–

I just want someone to kiss hello,

and to blow kisses goodbye.

Shared Air

We are a tumble of breaths,

Each not knowing where one starts and one ends.

with your every inhale, my ribs are pulled in,

And in my every exhale it is your breath I smell on me,

We are so close, we share the same air.

Fictional

It was the same road,

But a different direction.

It was the same words,

But a different intention.

When I look back

I find myself in contention

If all that ever was

my mind’s own creation.

For All the Dreams You Make

There’s a road you want to cross

A ride you want to take

I offer you my hand

And all the dreams I make.

I know you have a list

Of things you want to see…

I don’t have all the answers

But you can have all of me.

I ask where’d you want to be

How high you’d want to fly?

I’m not here to hold you down

Let’s give this love a try.

And if you feel at times

The end is out of sight

I’ll be here to pull you through

I won’t go without a fight

Because I see in you

Much more that what you see

Someday you’ll know it too

Just put your faith in me.

Not An Easy Question to Answer

Together is Better

This is a tale

of a half that wasn’t

missing

and a whole that wasn’t

searching.

Happy it was, humming

the song that was in its head.

It lived its life not

in wanting;

And its days not spent

in waiting.

But once the half

came along,

the whole found

its old song

with new combinations,

exciting variations

of which it never sounded so.

Every note was the same,

but it leapt with a vigor

From where it didn’t know.

Apart they were good,

But together they were better.

A choice was then made

to be together forever.

Happy for You

To be frank, it took a while

for me to be the Bigger person,

to acknowledge that the

part I played in our destruction

may have been small,

but that maybe it ate at you,

chip by chip.

And for a time, I just got so

tired of picking up the pieces

of our brokenness and

sweeping them under the

rug of my shame—

my shame of never having

to keep things whole, to

see every love story

play out to its worst ending.

But once I allowed myself to be happy

that you had found the person

who steadied your intrepid heart,

I realized that I could rest easier at night,

knowing one less broken-hearted soul

and hoping that when I finally get it right,

it will have all been worth it.

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