Would it just be a hidden gem
Like the leftovers in the fridge
To be finding that special person
Like your keys that you lost
In the woods after a twelve mile hike
There are parts of my life
That I have built around me
And they are all dying
As I watch the parts dwindle
Away one by one
Does she want to watch my life
Fall apart or is she there to share
Condolences in social media
It feels fake to have someone
Show up for the sadness in your life
But not to celebrate the bliss
Encourage my happiness
Cheerlead the wins
Like a tower that’s crumbling
I find my strength in a moment
Where I can share it deeply
And then there are those who
Will return it in undeniable
Waves of truthful vibrations
Genuine feelings of gratitude
If we are trudging it is through
Lush swamps of love
If my feet are stuck
They are stuck in that
Blackeyed love
My words may be broken a bit
But the heart sets the tone
For a better spoken lip
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Poétique 