You fit me like a glove
I fly in like a dove
I drop in from above
A pink tornado of love
I try and fix my crown
I look for you downtown
You’ll know when I touch down
A collection of pink and brown
My heart hit a hard stop with you
It met its match, it already knew
Whatever you say, I’ll already do
Oh how dedicated I am to you..
You calmed my winds so gracefully
No more of me twisting painfully
Grounded and balanced tastefully
You tamed me ever so faithfully
I was a supercell with a dark green sky
A cloudy cylinder with physics defied
The eye of my storm and you went inside
You melted my doubts and tossed them aside
All because you fit me like a glove
I swooped in like a darling little dove
Dropped in like a hero from above
Turned into a pink tornado of love
Hanging like a natural backdrop
twilight with a twist of lime;
Colored like a red, white, and blue pop
the sky sparkles uncontrollably;
A brief moment ends with a hard stop
moonlight mixed with pyrotechnics;
Scattered before traffic can develop,
smoke in the air rings for a lifetime;
Bright Buck shines on the blacktop.
Denied by God
oh, what a sweet pain
a deep stinging treat
an assurance in the rain.
A kiss of denial,
a sweet bitter herb,
a loving embrace as Im kicked to the curb.
A reset button pressed on my behalf,
case closed-no follow up notes to be had.
Running running faster still-
hard stop as i crash into a wall,
now Im still.
Ears ringing, nose bleeding, eyes blinking, tears flow;
Plan B up ahead, Just taking it slow.
Bruises appear all over my body
as denial breaks my bones till im sobbing.
How many more walls must I crash into,
to find the life I was meant to pursue.
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