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Blacks howling

A continuation of howling at the moon. A poets journey of self healing that used to contain lamination of love, courtship, and chasing. It will now be filled love,patience, and love letters to thee. You know who you are.
1 month ago. March 2, 2025 at 7:22 AM

Falling in love with you was so easy,

 

It was like past lives met again and laughed,

 

Saying loudly " I knew we could do this"

 

The flawless fall was more of a run,

 

Where bright eyes shown like the break of day,

 

And hugs healed years of hurt that you didn't cause,

 

It was stars falling in place one by one,

 

Every time we talked, that love grew,

 

It's how I knew, that this kind of love,

 

Was a cherished memory fostered over and over,

 

Through previous lives or a will so strong,

 

That nothing would ever compare,

 

And why would I?

 

Comparisons are just lust,

 

And when you look up In to that face,

 

Every other is grey,

 

They are lost souls,

 

If they want love to bad,

 

I already poured that whole bottle elsewhere.

 

 

 

Xoxo.

 

BW


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