Sometimes I feel like
I’m walking on mars,
out here under
a million stars.
Life as I once knew it
just doesn’t exist;
the air is similar
still, my questions persist.
Infinite considerations
light up the midnight sky,
wonders aplenty
yet not a single answer why.
The intrigue alone
steals my breath away;
if only I could harness the stars
I might find my way.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Not everyone
will be able to feel my words,
and most will likely
never grasp their full meaning.
But you will, you always will
because you’re the ink
surging through my veins,
and you’re the color
of all my affections.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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All the light we see
Comes from within you n me
Electricity
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Time,
I’ve realized,
it’s everything
to me.
It’s the language
I speak,
my one true love,
a treasure
hardly ever seen
for very long.
Time
is indeed
the most
valuable gift
ever given.
And there is
only one
who shares
their time with me,
and that’s why
they hold
my heart.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Are you a filler or a drain,
a booster or a pain?
Are you a happy kind of bloke,
or the kind people wanna choke?
Are you a friendly, loveable lassie
or labeled as overwhelming sassy?
Do you make people wanna roll their eyes,
or is your demeanor full of cheery surprise?
Do you always get booed at first glance,
or does your presence seem to brighten and enhance?
Are you loved for merely being you,
or do others get disturbed by your view?
Are you able to face the reality of who you are,
or does the truth seem frighteningly bizarre?
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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