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There’s unspoken catharsis in conflict.
Figuring out where you stand.
Reflecting on what is important.
Deciding on your brand of man.
There are some fights always worth fighting
And others to leave by the shore.
But whenever you tell me you love me
I will always say I love you more.
Its sounds petty and cheap, void of meaning
Scoring points to land a cheap win.
Both doubting your depth of affection,
And boasting my own love within.
Yet nothing is further from truthful,
You know this as you say it too.
And I feel the race of your heartbeat
Each time that I say it to you.
The Reason is simple, yet hard to convey,
So, I write for the whole world to see,
That it is beyond my weak comprehension
How someone like you, could love me?
I have lived my whole life without meaning
Ambitionless, lonely and flawed.
Never seeking, nor finding redemption
Forsaking a future of more.
I am not handsome, nor rich with good prospects
Yet little did you seem to care.
Because of all of the traits that I showed you
You saw more than what I had shared.
It was kindness, affection, devotion,
It was these that you said that you love.
Things I had never considered before.
Like my hand fitting yours like a glove.
It wasn’t my struggles you looked at
But my grit and my drive to push through.
Like none of the bad things mattered at all,
Only the way I treat you.
The thing you don’t get, is it’s mirrored.
What you see, I see in you
The things that you love about me
Are the things I love in you too.
Your kindness, you heart and your virtue
Are beyond my means to express.
You fill me with endless affection.
You are perfect to me, nothing less.
You light up the night of my darkest days,
And paint a smile on my face
And nothing compares to the swell in my heart
When I witness your beautiful grace.
So last thing at night, before I close my eyes,
And you fill me with warmth to the core.
When you tell me with truth that you love me.
That is when I love you more.
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Thank you for reading my second attempt at poetry. I hope you enjoyed it. First of all, I would like to thank Sophie for the idea for this poem. It may have been written for, and about, a lady very special to me, but the concept for this poem was all hers. She is a singular talented writer and a great friend. One I am proud to have in my life. I strongly recommend you check out her work.
Secondly. The incredible artwork for this piece is the creation of the incredibly talented and all-round nice guy Shadow_Storm . Another person who I am grateful to have had the opportunity to work with. He has also created art for some of Sophie’s submissions amongst many others.
Finally, to my lady, the one who inspires me to be better. You do not ask for, nor do you expect dedications such as this. But that is exactly why you deserve them. You are beautiful in every way a person can be, and you have my heart.
I think you might just be my new favourite online poet. I find this one to be perfect in every way. It conveys a lot of feeling.
if the beholden has the warmth to be less colder. TK U MLJ LV NV
Overall it was nice.
The first two stanzas set up for something deeper. Lead off with a literary bang. I like it.
The rhyme scheme and flow were traditional but good.
A little long winded in my opinion. Especially in poetry less is more.
Very touching and poignant.
The simple picture added a lot.