I want to share this language of poetry with you

To use few words with rich meanings, to live honestly through metaphor

To tell you that “a golden flower has blue hues”

And you know I mean to express how a woman with material fortune carries a personal sadness

Ah! But to think you never listen to music, or dance!

Am I delusional, imagining that you’ll join me in a rhyme?

Don’t you want to feel the ocean’s hard wind push against your whole body?

I could stand at the edge with you and let the tide teach us

That we’re not as big as we think

And our problems are a dream no one ever remembers


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