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Chardinique Bell Poem
I'm missing something. I'm missing pillow talk. I'm missing the way a lover lays next to me. I miss the way a lover would stare into my eyes. I'm missing the way a lover would lie in my arms and feel comfort. I miss the way I felt love in an unspoken way. I miss charming smiles and desired filled hearts. I miss persistent filled heart beats slowing down in a moment of passion. I miss making love without a limit. Waking well rested in love. I miss being held when I want to feel warmth and tenderness. I miss just being me. The one with many smiles and unlimited hope. A care for many and a mind that's open. Seeing beauty in the most randomest things. Wholeheartedly caring and embracing. It's so much I miss. The simplest is a kiss.
Copyright © Chardinique Bell | Year Posted 2016
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Chardinique Bell Poem
I don't know where it stems but its there. I try to avoid as much as I can. But the truth is that it can be created when you least expected. Blindsided push in situations of which you don't agree with. Giving terms that can be unbearable situations. Conditioned to lose your mind. In need of psychologist type of feelings you tend to go through terminal illness feelings. Mentally uncomfortable and out of whack. Being surrounded in feelings of self harm or neglect. In a mindset of feeling that this might never end. Until it begins.
Copyright © Chardinique Bell | Year Posted 2016
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Classic a day starting off confusing. It's not bad but not good. I hope for pleasant days. Hoping I can somewhat know what to expect. Instead I feel lost. I have hope that turns into anger or overwhelm. I can't stop what I'm sure of and I can't make a wish for things happen. All I can do is live, hope and dream that one my hopes and dreams can be lived and maybe one day can be effortlessly. Feeling lite,like I'm on clouds.
Copyright © Chardinique Bell | Year Posted 2020
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