theswigster13
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...poet, but is this too much? Have you ever stopped?
Truly stopped,
And listened to the world?
When you play those keys,
Your fingers gracefully floating across the piano,
Stopping ever so slightly to bring a note to life,
I know the rest of the world does.
And when you sing?
The world holds its breath,
Trying to enjoy the sweet tone,
The perfection found in your voice.
Have you ever read?
Thoroughly read,
And understood a poem?
As the ink from your hand flows onto the page,
We all wait in silence,
To gaze upon the work,
To absorb its meaning,
To feel the words moving,
From our mind,
To our mouth,
To the soul.
I have,
And as my eyes moved across the page,
My mind strained,
To understand the underlying emotions,
Hidden in between the lines.
Have you ever gazed?
Stared and admired,
What beauty that roams the surface?
Anyone who has seen you has had that opportunity.
To look upon your face,
Full of life,
The joyous grin gives you feelings,
Feelings never described.
Your eyes sink deep into a person,
With their depth of the ocean,
They can see past anything,
They see the purity in life,
For they contain the purest of life.
Have you ever wondered?
Really wondered,
What could be?
What should be?
I have,
But I don’t know if I am ready,
And growing up alone is difficult.
Learning about the world is difficult,
And to have you by my side,
For no certain duration,
Just as a good friend,
Or even more,
Would make it all the better.
It would make me look forward to each day,
To wake up refreshed,
Born anew,
Ready to face the day,
If only you were by my side.
May I have the honor?
May I have the opportunity?
To escort such a person to the dance?
This question is not mine to answer,
But yours.
So are you ready?
To face the world,
To stop and listen,
To stop and read,
To stop and understand,
To stop and stare,
To stop and question yourself?
I know I am,
And I would love to do it with you.
Truly stopped,
And listened to the world?
When you play those keys,
Your fingers gracefully floating across the piano,
Stopping ever so slightly to bring a note to life,
I know the rest of the world does.
And when you sing?
The world holds its breath,
Trying to enjoy the sweet tone,
The perfection found in your voice.
Have you ever read?
Thoroughly read,
And understood a poem?
As the ink from your hand flows onto the page,
We all wait in silence,
To gaze upon the work,
To absorb its meaning,
To feel the words moving,
From our mind,
To our mouth,
To the soul.
I have,
And as my eyes moved across the page,
My mind strained,
To understand the underlying emotions,
Hidden in between the lines.
Have you ever gazed?
Stared and admired,
What beauty that roams the surface?
Anyone who has seen you has had that opportunity.
To look upon your face,
Full of life,
The joyous grin gives you feelings,
Feelings never described.
Your eyes sink deep into a person,
With their depth of the ocean,
They can see past anything,
They see the purity in life,
For they contain the purest of life.
Have you ever wondered?
Really wondered,
What could be?
What should be?
I have,
But I don’t know if I am ready,
And growing up alone is difficult.
Learning about the world is difficult,
And to have you by my side,
For no certain duration,
Just as a good friend,
Or even more,
Would make it all the better.
It would make me look forward to each day,
To wake up refreshed,
Born anew,
Ready to face the day,
If only you were by my side.
May I have the honor?
May I have the opportunity?
To escort such a person to the dance?
This question is not mine to answer,
But yours.
So are you ready?
To face the world,
To stop and listen,
To stop and read,
To stop and understand,
To stop and stare,
To stop and question yourself?
I know I am,
And I would love to do it with you.