Inside My Poetry

I write my poetry

inside my soul

So I see echos of her

inside the words

Just as close

as my very breath

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I want to enter her soul

through my words

I want that each footstep I take

From my soul to hers

be mirrored as she

reads my soul

and each footstep she takes

is burnishes the words

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I call her name

under the storm of words

hold her tight

We breathe each other in

and melt