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Marionettes

Your compassionate empathy, envelopes all of me
Eyes dark like the night, yet only one star do I see
My eyes are raining from your souls sensuality
I want you to know you own my sentimentality
The waters mixing between us are purifying perpetually
Honoring who you are is not founded in any complexity
Cut the strings, in sharing presence we are not marionettes 
Enjoy us, for us, in moments seldomly shared by puppets
A tiny stage built by you and I to act out our plays
All memories created to recall on life's gloomy days
Never a daunting obsessiveness of you on my mind
Just simply thinking of you always as my kind of "kind"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Meadows Avatar
November 4, 2023 at 1:34 AM
A lovely poem. Well done.
Scorpio Avatar
November 4, 2023 at 7:39 AM
The person I wrote this to is no longer in my life on a daily basis. Their memory is never forgot! I am very glad you found this one :) I have not read it in a long time. Warmly A.S.
Hind Avatar
March 24, 2023 at 9:18 AM
Beautiful and deep...love the metaphor or puppets and the stage and love. Wonderful work!
Scorpio Avatar
April 5, 2023 at 4:40 PM
;) loves me some metaphors. Best regards A.S.
Turner Avatar
March 24, 2023 at 8:32 AM
Passionately scribed, AS. I really like that last line.Have a super weekend:)
Scorpio Avatar
March 24, 2023 at 9:00 AM
Thank you DT we are all puppets in this play called life. A.S.
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