Image of Beauty

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Image of Beauty

Beauty is skin deep but yours is deeper. You have a kind heart and a kind soul. You are much more than you know. I fell, I stumbled, that was before I met you. I was dead inside with nowhere to hide. I was alone with no place to go. I was on a dead end road in my dead end world. I was so volatile with every moment I was slowly fading. For you and only you my heart was waiting. You are my source of self worth and my sudden surge of self-esteem; my joy in this world of sorrow.

Every Night I sit awake hoping for a better tomorrow. You are the glue that holds my sanity inside. After just the first kiss, I will be in a state of bliss. To be less dramatic, my love for you was almost automatic. You complete me like ice for my tea. My world was dead, desolite, and without form. My heart was gone and left to die alone. You came and I lost every reasons to mourn.

Your skin so soft; your heart so pure; your lips so smooth; baby you are my cure. Every road that I could have taken, every goal I could have set, every heart forsaken, back to the beginning on a road less taken. My world in the balance, My heart in your hands, your eyes filled with fire, we must hold on to that better tomorrow. When its all said and done; then it will be our time of fun.

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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JeffJeckel’s Poems (9)

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Image of Beauty 0
Feeling Lost 1
The White Room 3
White room(prequel) 0
One Body 1
Claim to the human race 0
A love once known 0
hope or surrender 0
Victim or fault? 0