A darling, a sweetheart
We agree to disagree and become carefree
Cupid's dart!
In sorrows, joys
We share all, over a coffee
Our poise!!
Tranquil
Life glows in glee
Fill!!!
A darling, a sweetheart
We share all, over a coffee
Fill!!!
USMCA
TWO COUNTRIES AGAINST ONE EH
STAND OUR GROUND OLE!
You’re mine but I’m not yours.
An unwavering line between us,
invisible but solid. Strong like vine
in brick. It grows thicker. It spools and
twists across road, over pavement,
under bridge. To you. You’re mine, but
I am not yours. Conjuring emotions in
each person that I meet. A holiday
researched, clicked and booked with
him in the supermarket queue. A wedding
planner called about him sitting two rows
behind. Inventing love where there is
none. Seeing hearts in bodies anywhere,
everywhere. To beat mine to back life.
Baby, did you see the glitter in my eyes
When I talked to you?
Baby, did you see that genuine smile
When I walked with you?
Baby, did you see me ?
Baby, baby, how is this fair to me ?
I melt when you smile at me.
I could go down on my knees, if you wanted me to,
I could sacrifice my peace for you
That's how much I love you.
Baby, baby, would you want me too
If I loved you louder than words could do ?
Baby, do you see me now,
After letting you know how I feel about you?
Baby, baby, do you see me now?
she is a needy partner
demanding surplus attention
at first her victim loves her intensity
her enthusiasm is overwhelming complimentary
but then he begins feeling smothered and stuck
her neediness feels dangerously possessive
he is lucky if he can crawl out of her web
living under a rock with a snake would be more pleasant
The world often wonders—how can two different personalities match up?
Wouldn't their differences create a barrier & let their happy lives shatter?
Well, it's the nature of our universe,
Where contrasts always attract,
Connecting two souls together—it's a cosmic truth, undeniable and exact.
Sadly, like ones always repel,
Drifting apart, and at one point, they start to rebel.
To be honest, that does make sense.
We experience both grief and happiness,
Yet together, they complete the beauty of life.
She loves summer & I admire winters,
Which lets us explore the world through changing seasons and skies.
She's hot, and I'm chill—
Just like the Sun and Moon, uplifting each other's beauty in the sky,
A perfect blend of romance & thrill.
With time, opposites start to feel complementary.
Things that once seemed like antonyms now feel like synonyms,
And that’s the ethereal glow of life & time.
You're my partner in crime,
always there to make me laugh .
We'd always play and make fun of teacher's fits.
You're the catch up on my fries,
the ice to my cream,
the cheese to my macaroni
and the possible to the impossible.
The one who keeps me sane,
who laughs at my jokes even when they're lame.
You're there everytime I need ya,
always here to give me a hug when I'm feeling blue.
You're a glue that keeps our friendship tight.
We're like two peas in a pod,
except the other one's a bit crazy,
that's you of course.
You and I,the craziest duo there is.
It bled its way through dreams,
With conviction too real to ignore.
It bled as marks on the page,
In the places left to explore.
It breathed with me, and stuck -
On the lips as words departed.
It was the messenger and the parcel,
It was the passenger and the plane.
It was the cutting winter winds,
Who defend the starry sky.
It was the rain and all its thunder,
And the moonrise and the eye.
partner all my life
you lift me up to the stars
i am in your debt
Oh, brain, my sincere, shining friend
You toil all day long, without end,
A store of thoughts, a hectic place,
With memories stowed in each space,
You spin and swirl to seize the world,
With your aid, feels and views unfurl,
You hum words to carve my verses,
As a sweet muse that converses
With me, when awake or asleep,
My loyal partner, true and deep.
I saw my small sister, Sofia ,on a see-saw, she wore a wonderful white waist wrap, Her partner Pedro pushed his powerful paws upon the ground , lifted the board up and up , But she bumped the broad board down below, And the pair performed the play in the park .
I promise I'll love you
Till the end of my life
Not just like anybody
But like my wife
I promise I'll be there
Always by your side
Holding your hand in mine
Forever in my heart you reside
I promise I'll accept you
The way you are
No matter your flaws
Just be as you are
I promise my love
Will never fade away
For you are my love
As forever you'll stay
I promise I'll be loyal
For this is NOT a trial
Just like a diamond
My love remains royal
I promise I'll be your partner
No matter what's our fate
From now and forever
I'll be your true soulmate
Life is beautiful but the journey is no less than a rollercoaster ride.
Let's hold hands together and pass each high tide.
Let's make it interesting and cherish it together.
I look upon my partner's shiny hair,
brushed with loving care, always short and chic.
I think how there's no one who can compare.
We understand - no need for us to speak.
She's loyal. I trust her implicitly.
In troubled times, we have each other's back.
She never told me this explicitly,
but she loves me. We don't need to keep track.
She lives in the moment, don't overthink.
Though she doesn't much care to clean or cook,
she appreciates dinner and a drink.
I fell in love with her in just one look.
You could say that my partner don't suck eggs.
On the other hand (paw?), she has four legs.
I said I knew him—
like the sea knows the moon,
drawn, pulled, dancing tides to his rhythm.
I traced constellations in the freckles on his back,
wrote sonnets on the way he stirred his coffee,
knew his heartbeat like a song I was born with.
I could name the sound his silence made,
the way his right eye twitched when he lied,
how he always looked left when he didn’t want to cry.
I memorized his favorite shade of regret.
And still loved him.
I said I knew him—
like the roots know rain,
the thunder before the downpour.
I forgave storms that shattered me
because he smiled like sunlight
and I was always cold.
I built an altar from our laughter.
Burnt my pride as sacrifice.
Called him my home.
My poem.
My person.
But—
He was not mine.
He was never real.
Just a ghost I drew on a canvas of longing.
A man made of metaphors and needs.
I was the only one in the room.
Talking. Loving. Remembering.
He was a story I told myself
just to feel
less alone.
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