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Hey tumblr bloggers! You can call me N.C. Loves to read/write poetry. I basically want to blog about the various things in my head, or share a sample of the things happening in my life, either through prose or poetry. I also want to share the many things that I find interesting on the internet. This is a random mess of my likes. If there's anything you would like to know...ASK! pEACE |
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sorry. the poem is in the poetry section. ^^^^ just click the link.
I don’t want it
but it’s the only thing I know
I’m on my own.
I love to love
and don’t feel like my heart is out of beat.
I got people I love in my life that I wouldn’t mind taking care of
and it’s those same people, who will take care for me. I know.
Yet,…
I’m the type to give love to those that trust with out expecting much from them. Twisted right? It’s just that my friends, who I trust, do so much for me (like listening to me, advising me, motivating me). They are send amazing women.
you know the saying that “actions speak louder than words”? My besties have done so much for me that I can’t imagine what’s more. But when they express the gratitude for being their friend, on my birthday, I could just cry
I could love you deeply…
“How deep?” You’ll ask.
So deep that even I know it has no end.
It’s hard to allow myself to like someone. Maybe because I’m someone who takes establishing a connection seriously. If i like you…you must have did something right..consistently.
It’s funny how we’ve jumped leaps and bounds
and landed on a spot that we can call “common ground”.
But it’s even crazier how we’ve flown past the many layers of the atmosphere
to make this space ours.
Hours, towers, and flowers
can’t reach us.
Trust, Dusk, and Lust
is inexplicably ours.
Our love is like:
Warmth in it’s coolest form,
The sun in it’s darkest moments,
Hate exhibited in the most humorous manner,
and sadness prolonged into the longest of hours.
Leaps and Bounds
I have flown to you,
Emotions I have discovered through you.
I’m Glad to have met you.
I love you.
an original picture poem by NcMerci 4/18/11
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