Letters once scribed
By your hand, they won’t fade,
But my tears obscure the page.
In my sorrow and solitude,
As the day draws to a close,
Your vision haunts my mind.
I see your eyes, like pools of starlight,
Your smile, a radiant bloom.
Your touch, a gentle symphony,
Your voice, a soothing balm.
Oh, how I long to feel your embrace,
To hear your laughter in the air.
But for now, I cherish these inked memories,
A testament to our love, so rare.
Tag: Rare
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Letters Once Inked
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Rubber like relationship
A rubber-like relationship,
Stretches and bounces,
But never breaks.
It’s a love that’s resilient,
Can withstand any test,
Yet it’s never at rest.
Like rubber, it bends,
And sometimes it twists,
But it always finds its way back.
A rubber-like relationship,
Is a love that’s true,
It’s a bond that’s strong,
And it sees you through.
Though it may stretch and bounce,
It never falls apart,
For it’s held together by love,
And a beating heart.
So if you’re in a rubber-like relationship,
Cherish it and hold on tight,
For it’s a love that’s rare,
And a gift that’s bright.beating heart, bend, bond, bounce, cherish, fall apart, find its way back, gift, held together, hold on tight, love, poem, poems, Poetry, Rare, resilient, rubber-like, see you through, stretch, strong, Test, true, Twist, withstand
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My spirits lifted
My spirits lifted, my heart feels light,
The clouds have parted, the sun shines bright.
The world is a better place today,
For I have found a friend in you, a way.To lift me up when I am down,
To make me laugh when I am frown.
To share my joys and share my pain,
To be there for me through thick and thin.You are a true friend, a rare gem,
I am so grateful to have you in my life.
You make me feel loved and cherished,
And I will always be here for you, my friend.Thank you for lifting my spirits,
I am so glad that we are friends.
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The Chatoyant Gem
Chatoyant, the gem so rare,
With bands of light that seem to flare,
A tiger’s eye, a cat’s allure,
It mesmerizes, to be sure.Its colors dance, its patterns flow,
A stunning sight for all to know,
A gemstone of unique appeal,
Its beauty true, its worth ideal.Chatoyant, a wonder to behold,
A gem that never will grow old.
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Freckled Beauty
Freckles mapped upon my velvet skin,
A beauty unique, that’s found deep within.
A canvas of wonder, that’s painted with care,
A reflection of the soul, so pure and rare.
The world is full of beauty, waiting to be seen,
In the simple things of life, that are so serene.
The sun shining bright, in a clear blue sky,
A reminder of life’s wonder, that’s hard to deny.
So let us embrace, the beauty that we hold,
For it’s in the imperfections, where true beauty unfolds.
With each freckle and scar, a story to be told,
Of a life well-lived, and a heart that’s bold.Inspired by prompt: Freckled maps on my velvet skin by spewingprompts
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The Song of Ice and Snow
She sang a song of ice and snow,
Of frozen lands where cold winds blow,
Where mountains rise and rivers freeze,
And winter reigns with chilling ease.Her voice was clear like icicles bright,
Her melody a haunting sight,
It echoed through the frozen air,
A song of beauty, pure and rare.The snowflakes danced to her sweet tune,
The stars above shone like a moon,
And all who heard her sing that night,
Were lost in wonder and delight.
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Desert Oasis
Desert Oasis
Desert oasis, a sight so rare,
A wonder of nature, that’s beyond compare,
A patch of green, in a sea of sand,
A thing of beauty, in a barren land.
The palm trees, they sway, with a gentle breeze,
A thing of beauty, that’s easy to seize,
Their leaves, they rustle, and fill us with peace,
A thing of wonder, that never will cease.
The water, it flows, with a gentle sound,
A symphony of nature, that’s always around,
Its coolness, it soothes, and fills us with rest,
A thing of beauty, that’s always the best.
The sand, it glows, with a golden hue,
A treasure of nature, that’s always in view,
Its texture, it soothes, and fills us with calm,
A thing of beauty, that’s like a healing balm.
Desert oasis, it’s a thing of grace,
A wonder of nature, that’s hard to replace,
It fills us with wonder, and endless awe,
A thing of beauty, that’s never a flaw.
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Insecure
Insecure
Insecurity, a feeling so real
A constant battle, hard to conceal
It eats away at our confidence and pride
Leaving us alone, to suffer inside
Comparison, the thief of joy
Can make us feel like a mere toy
But we must remember, we’re unique and rare
And our worth cannot be measured, by any other’s share
We must embrace our flaws, and love ourselves
And not let insecurity, affect our mental health
For we are all imperfect, in our own way
But that’s what makes us beautiful, day by day.battle, Comparison, confidence, flaws, imperfect, insecure, insecurity, joy, mental health, poem, poems, Poetry, pride, Rare, unique, worth
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The Sweet Scent of Adoration
The Sweet Scent of Adoration
The sweet scent of adoration Fills the air like a warm embrace A fragrance that evokes pure elation And makes the heart race
It’s a scent that’s both gentle and strong Soft as a whisper, yet bold as a song It’s the aroma of love, pure and true That makes all things seem bright and new
It’s a scent that lingers long after it’s gone A memory that stays, forever on A fragrance that brings joy and delight And fills the soul with a wondrous light
So let us embrace the sweet scent of adoration And let it fill our hearts with pure sensation For it’s a fragrance that’s rare and divine And in its presence, we can truly shine
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Delicate and Pure
Delicate and Pure
Delicate and pure, like a crystal so clear,
A beauty so rare, to hold so dear,
It shines so bright, in the light of day,
A wonder to behold, in every way.Its fragility, it’s a thing of wonder,
A gentle touch, it pulls us under,
Into a world, of beauty so fine,
A place of wonder, that’s so divine.Its purity, it’s a thing of grace,
A soul so pure, it can’t be replaced,
It shines so bright, in the darkest of night,
A beacon of hope, that’s so very right.Delicate and pure, it’s a thing of awe,
A wonder to see, and to adore,
It’s a thing of beauty, that we can’t ignore,
A treasure to keep, forevermore.So let us cherish, its beauty so rare,
And hold it dear, with the utmost care,
For delicate and pure, it’s a thing to behold,
A treasure so rare, that never grows old.
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Romantic Aroma
Romantic Aroma
Romantic aroma, fills the air,
A scent so sweet, it’s beyond compare,
A fragrance so pure, it captures the heart,
A thing of beauty, that sets us apart.The roses, they bloom, with petals so red,
A sight so stunning, it fills us with dread,
For their beauty, it’s a thing to behold,
A treasure so rare, it never grows old.The candles, they flicker, with flames so bright,
A thing of wonder, that conquers the night,
Their scent, it lingers, and fills the air,
A thing of beauty, that’s beyond compare.The wine, it pours, with a ruby red hue,
A drink so fine, it comes into view,
Its aroma, it fills, and awakens the soul,
A thing of beauty, that makes us whole.Romantic aroma, it’s a thing of grace,
A wonder of nature, that can’t be replaced,
It captures the heart, and fills us with love,
A passion so strong, it soars us above.
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Resplendent in Red
Resplendent in Red
Resplendent in red, a radiant sight,
A fiery force, with flames so bright,
A color so bold, it captures the eye,
A hue so stunning, it’s hard to deny.The roses, they bloom, in shades of red,
A treasure so rare, it must be said,
For their beauty, it’s a thing to behold,
A wonder of nature, so pure and bold.The ruby, it glows, in a rich red hue,
A gem so rare, it comes into view,
A sight so stunning, it takes the breath,
A thing of wonder, that conquers death.The cardinal, it flies, with feathers so red,
A bird so majestic, it fills us with dread,
For its beauty, it’s a thing to admire,
A creature of nature, that never tires.Resplendent in red, it’s a color of might,
A force of nature, that’s a stunning sight,
It captures the heart, and fills it with fire,
A passion so strong, it never will tire.
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