ADORATION
It's strange and silly, this feeling so true,
How much I adore you, I can't help but do,
Infatuated with the idea of you, I confess,
In this fondness, my heart finds its happiness.
Like a whimsical dream, so bizarre and sweet,
You make my world complete, in our love's heartbeat,
A fondness that dances in my soul's embrace,
In your presence, I've found my special place.
Weird it may be, this affection so pure,
But in its simplicity, my heart finds the cure,
For the world can be strange, in its curious way,
Yet in my adoration, I find the light of day.
Silly it might seem, this joy that I hold,
But in my heart's story, it's a tale so bold,
Infatuated with the idea of you, I'm lost,
In your image, my hopes and dreams are tossed.
And I'm so fond of that, of this love so rare,
A connection so deep, it's beyond compare,
In the strange and the silly, we found our bliss,
In the adoration we share, sealed with a kiss.
So let the world call it odd or absurd,
In this fondness for you, my heart's reassured,
For it's in these feelings, honest and true,
That I find my happiness, my love for you.
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Five Phases of an Inamorata
PoetryIm writing this book, or more like a poetry book for my first love, not my 'first' but my first 'love'. These are all the thoughts I never got to say, and it ate me alive. The poems and letters he never got to read. My affection he never got to see...
