Pure(Poetry)
Pure is what you are to me
A breathe of mountain fresh-air
A peep of sunshine on a stormy day
The rainbow that comes after the tears from the clouds
Timeless as the sun at first light as radiant as a star in the dark skies night
Gentle and warm to this heart of mine, It’s nice to know in you is where I can unwind
I can Unfold , Be bold, Stand tall, Be free; escape from the brutality of my reality
Fearing nothing that comes my way
The sound of your voice saves the day
Like the ocean at the beach shore you are there to meet me, greet me, never to deplete me or become obsolete to me
You are sure, a certainty, clarity, reciprocity
My conformation, not condemnation or a consolation full of hesitation, ready for isolation, dictation and preservation
Finally at last, my cure for the longing of something pure
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Copyright 2016