Below is the poem entitled Dedicated to the one I didn't write this for which was written by poet
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And I love you
Like a dog’s first date
With a fire hydrant
No, that’s not right.
I worship you
As if you were a wine collection owned by Jesus
Minus the prerequisites
Wait, it’s you again, my yesterday.
Why are your eyes seducing my stanzas?
You linger in my mist
Equivalent to a bipolar lighthouse
Blinking rapidly for hope to notice your sadness
While your light bulb remains cracked
Ok, back to it.
No longer do I need careless whispers.
I just want to hold your hand
Swinging life away from skeletons’ demeanor
Be my sun, as I rise
I’ll be your sun, as we set
Damn it, I smell your unwashed lyric again!
Why do your illiterate, colored eyes remain atop my mountain?!
I tossed your heart off my peak
That humidified night in June
When God’s tornado told me to stay away from your fallacy!
You’ve become a rejected stranger, stranger.
Sigh, ok, one last try.
You want me to be your diamond
On platinum band
But, I just want to be an “I miss you”, tomorrow.
I can ask no more than this.
To be a chorus in your daily songs,
You continue glazing my thoughts
Hang gliding your way through my handsome vernacular
You were an exclamation point
Turned into closure’s period
Now, my fortitude shall delete your dialect
With whimsical laughter compiled
From shattered dreams of old
An illuminated solstice
To onyx, cotton puffs in my Ionosphere
My Angel, I’m sorry I drifted against my sea of distant memories.
Love does not frighten me.
But, it tries.
I can only be certain of today.
I will sacrifice my pride
To become a pauper in your royal presence
If it means our eyes can become a correlated breath
Be my tomorrow
These stanzas were only ever gifted for you
Be my tomorrow
For I’ve dishonorably discharged my yesterdays
©Drake J. Eszes