Poetry

Patricia Etienne


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11 january 2012

``Sephora``

Just before dawn sitting on the balcony, heavy winds blow with gravel dust smear my eyes into tears.

Then, thinking of you

Asking myself the unanswered question

Why do I love you so?

In the mist of the night, thoughts racing through my head, wake up sweat and heavy breathe

Then, thinking of you

Asking myself the silly question

Why is my heart beating so hard for you?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If sky could speak, perhaps my only question would be answered

Because above...

I raise my head each time I have wondered

About that...

My heart is so happy whenever I see you,

But then again...

I rather turn my head the other way

Knowing...

It pierces my heart to the extreme just to have this feeling onward.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Many times I have felt for girls,

But then...

Cannot compare a soul to how I feel for you now

Many times...

I've heard my friends complain of love that hurts,

But then...

I didn't think this could ever happen to me

Simply...

I thought that I could control my heart about anything!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now, Sephora is the girl my heart yearning for

My remaining question...

Does she feel the same way I feel about her?

O' worthless,

I feel by exposing this capsule of words

Unexplainable...

When a poor man's heart is consumed with feelings

Reality is...

To break silence in a serene mode, before driving to the insane road.


Note from author:

I was inspired by my friend Eric O'Connor, after our discussion on the factor about the equation of falling in love.






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