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...And if ever, I...

  ...And if ever I...

Whenever I think, I...
couldn't miss you more
there goes my eyes
as they search the blue skies

Whenever I begin to wonder...
where's that angel I adore?
an unexplained melody,
her name sounds like a lullabye...


An inclusion...like a necessary rib
I knead you inside my sole
for you all the riches I would give
nestin' your form, into my stronghold...
 
However I try to mightily
to express... verbiage fails
to appropriately define...

whenever I hope...
I can't expect answers to find
whichever is preoccupied most,
the heart or mind...


Whenever I turn, wherever I search
I always hang on to hope's design
it's pon your heart I'll always perch...

Yet, if ever I need to breathe
of you the most...you are the soul
to which my body, it hosts...
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
Published | Edited 27th Jan 2015
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