If our Hearts Mesh

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Written: Apri 28, 2024

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Sibilant deceit indeed! with a goal to charm,
A melancholy girl fostered by her father.
Never incite with wisdom, pride, or harm,
I owe it to them; cruel deeds are improper.  

I cycle as a moon, enthralled by its pure soul,
As it dances its dulcet arms over me, I scroll.
Explore the placid ocean of ripples in my heart,
I learnt to be sincere and abide flaws apart.
 
When I'm intrigued, my paradox falters,
I'm fascinated as moon rises and alters.
I'll gladly refill your cup once mine is dry,
I starve to rehydrate, but my soul is shy.

I will come back as soon as I decry a skim,
I am a network of kinships, not a whim.
I prize my solid, pure soul in a jocular state,
If my love is you, let my heart elect your fate. 

 Cherish gloom as pure serendipity in disarray,
I admire your serenity in a mellifluous display.
If you pick another path, I will wait to love you, 
I'm a nemesis; you'll be in awe of my vast hue.

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 4/30/2024 9:22:00 AM

SP, there are a lot of different emotions expressed by this person who seems to be at the mercy of another. In this case, it's a bit of a gamble. I'm left wondering how this will work out. Perhaps we're lucky if we had the chance to do our own thing without the same sense of obligation.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 4/29/2024 6:24:00 AM

Hello Sotto, Wow, You have unveiled the layers of complexity and depth with great introspection and vulnerability of us humans. I loved how your words speak of the intricacies of human emotions, the dance between sincerity and paradox, longing and restraint. Sotto, this is a great journey of self-discovery and the embrace of one's true essence amidst the ebb and flow of life's uncertainties. - Blessings, Daniel