Power of Love

Damaged I am.

Broke I am.

Numb I can be.

Anger and sadness can consume me.

The light.

Very settle starlight.

Shone on me.

It was genuine and calming.

Like ocean waves crashing against the sand.

It twinkled in the dark night sky we reached out and held hands.

We danced in the moonlight carelessly.

The wind felt very caressingly.

The world stoped and we gazed at each other.

Our souls were tied together.

This poem is about: 
Me

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