I didn’t know him anymore
And I couldn’t find me
Then suddenly like a light
You were all I could see
A breath of fresh air
A vice ripped from my chest
And finally I knew
You were the thing I loved best
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She lassos heartstrings
Floating on an Autumn breeze
He feels the soft tug
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You can’t erase a feeling
It’s like lying to your soul
Everything you feel
is a product of the whole
The sum of our emotions
remains buried deep inside
Sometimes they all surface
to be a witness or a guide
Everything we hold onto
has a purpose to protect
We mustn’t overlook that
in our attempt to neglect
The will that gathers within
lives to set our spirits free
Provoking our potential
to be what we might be
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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I cannot count the ways
or measure the depth of my love for you.
Words escape all rational notions
when I try to convey my thoughts.
It’s like trying to describe
the scent of a rare fragrance,
or explain the inconceivable mysteries
that leave the world in awe.
You are simply the magic keeping me alive
when nothing else can.
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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There are levels of love
pain flowing through each one
when you consider the depth
the intensity is overwhelming
I cry when I think of the ones
who left their scalding indentations
I smile with immense satisfaction
realizing I survived them all
I have grown with every storm
as tears watered and rejuvenated
rooted in newfound knowledge
reaching for an endless sky
And all the levels of love
make perfect sense to me now
I’ll be holding onto the ones
who understand these words
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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