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A Season of Love's Perfection
"Love's Pacific
"

by Vaughn Buncamper

 


The Arrow Strikes

Today I realized more then ever
Having never thought before
I put it all together in my head
Nothing seem to be clearer
Kind of like you but not really
It was like learning something for the first time
No way could I imagine it would happen like that
Going out of my way, never before had I stress so much

Hidden Message

A slow movement
Trickling from the sky
Dropping from heavens
Not cold
Not warm
Just an entity
You see it's not snow
Nor rain or sleet
It's the feeling of happiness
Always hitting people never really staying
But there nonetheless

Dream

A short slender girl
Figures like a shadow in a magician's dream
Her face is like one that people stop to admire
She looks forward and sees him
Yet she doesn't wish to
She had her mind on another person
Many things made them unmatchable
Yet love made them compatible
They were destined for love

A Simple Kiss

I try and do it
My heart races uncontrollably
I want too badly
I hope she knows I do
In theory it should be simple
Inside I'm sacred
Outside I feel overwhelmed
I wish she knew how much
I wanted to, but I couldn't

 

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