Someday I will write you a poem
It will voice out my heart
And debate against my brain
Create a hole in my habit
Break traditions,
And definitely draw doubt to all my beliefs.
The poem will speak of you
With you
The words will reach out to depths
Immeasurable, yet to you reachable
The structure will be a reminder
Of freedom
Of the Arts, which we share
One way or another
Rhyme and meter will not exist
It has no boundaries
This poem will have no interpretation
Only that it is a compilation of words
Of thoughts
Of an endless argument
Between a persistent heart
And a proud mind
It will be a poem fashioned
With a beautiful beginning,
And copious crescendos,
Yet without conclusion
7:51 Nov. 14
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