Poetry

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    In a sense, your name alone spells Poetry.

    Being around you sets my spirit free.

    Making me follow my heart and abandon my mind.

    You are my passion, the greatest joy I will ever
    find.

    My heart skips beats whenever I'm in the presence
    of you.

    Having you with me makes life worth living
    through.

    You have never made me feel any pain or sorrow.

    Because you are the reason I want to get up
    tomorrow.

    It is through you that I learned how to express
    myself.

    Instead of leaving my memories to collect dust on
    a shelf.

    I put more into you than just my heart and my
    soul.

    Greatness will come out of me from you, that is
    my goal.

    I know sometimes that my goals seem hard to
    achieve.

    But with you I feel like anything is possible if
    I believe.

    I'm into you not partially but completely.

    Your name alone is Poetry.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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