Poem 6

There is a stranger waiting to be your friend
to give you a shoulder to weep on
meeting you halfway
she is a breath of fresh air
breathing up your back wishing peace
a teacher without a degree
your guide to a different you
a calmer touch…
she knows your insecurities
she wants to bathe in them.
she is special and attached to your spine
you must let her envelop your senses
she is you without stress
she knows what she wants
how she wants
what she wants
she is a stranger at a park bench feeding the birds
she is wearing a blue scarf and a pink and brown hat
she has climbed the top of your house and watched you sleep
you are skeptical of those and things you do not know
this is both defense and protection
It is Saturn and Uranus
You and she are cosmic marvels
electrifying at first sight
love her when she comes around
her role is to heal
your role is obedience.

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About monalisasrandomthoughts

I craft people poems. I laugh out-loud. I love all things. Everything is about order. My movements are chess. Everything to me calculates. I just look like this.
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