Where all the words
Are the same … and
Nothing comes out but:
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
?
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Stories that began in the heart of the South African lowveld.
Artist, Poet, Writer
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
A Mystical World
Benjamin Grossman 
A perfect poem.
Thanks. That’s flattering coming from such a wonderful poetry-crafter.
You’re welcome.
This just made me smile very suddenly!
I love it I love it
I love it I love it
I love it I love it
!!!
(hey, my five spaces in between each of the two “I love it”s didn’t work. 🤨😄)
I know I’m having trouble formatting things the way I want recently. This is why it all got centered lol. But your comment is perfect 🙂
I think we ALLLL have lol
Yes, haha You’re probably right!
I’ve written numerous poems like that. I feel embarrassed looking back. My poems would say:”Oh your eyes like garnets/ your breasts like milky pearls/ hold me in your bosom/I love you/ I love you/I love you.” 😂
I wouldn’t feel too embarrassed. I think we all start here. 🙂
True
Hahaha! I have lost the count. 🙂
Haha. Same. 🙂