Million people experience the same thing in million different ways. And so do for that one special thing called "Love". It has always been exciting to listen to those millions of points of view on Love.
Here are the few poems I wrote after listenin...
I met my soul twin towards the end of time. He is younger yet taller. He is shy, effortlessly charming and kind.
We have much in common, you see, A cat lover, just like me. He paints, dances, and also sings, Introverted, like quiet springs.
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After learning 'bout him, I felt like I met the male version of me. Maybe in the past life, we had some kind of close tie.
When I first waved to him Hi, His reactions were a bit unexpected So I could not help myself but chuckle at that guy.
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Just like me, he reads and writes poetries, which I rarely find in other boys about my age. When he compliments my poem, I really do fall on my knees.
I just get lost in the paintings he makes and get lost in his emotions when he dances. He is an art himself, which is full of emotions and grace.
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With a medley of art, he's quite the wonder, Balancing beauty, he doesn't make a blunder. His talents are diverse, yet they all converge, Surely, it's because his heart is from where they all emerge.
I wish to protect the charm he holds. After all, he is as precious as the most shining diamond. He can make my eyes see the sparkles that explode as bright as those of stars in the dark sky.
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I wish we'd crossed paths long before, So we could have shared so much more. Together, we could have been the best of mates, Creating memories that no one else replicates.
If we never meet again after parting now, I would still remind myself of him with the poems and phrases I wrote about him.
And! If faith makes us cross paths again, then I would hold him tight, and shall never let him go.
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