Poems - Untitled

Look at my hands
what a story they tell
How time has weathered
and aged  them well

And look at my wrists
a road map to life
With lines and scars
that are told by a knife

A look to my mind
now that can scare
Too see all the truths
and hurts laid bare

Mow look in my eyes
tell what you see
Am I more, or am I less
than you thought me to be?

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You turn to me
and in your eyes
I find a fate
I cant deny

the look you give
means more than words
but all I feel
is moving backwards

my heart says one thing
my head says another
but I am far too
scared to discover

THANK YOU

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I have been back and forth doing a few bits and pieces and then all of a sudden... 75!! For me that is amazing! Because here I was thinking that no one reads what I write!
I would love I real idea of what you all think so feel free to leave a comment, or send me a message or even follow me! I will write more as it is cathartic!

Also you may notice the picture on my post Love. Just if you are wondering, I took it!! I have gotten into photography now that I got a new camera, so I will update you with some more right....

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NOW!

love

What is love?
Love is waking each morning to discover them all over again
Love is reveling in a simple kiss
Love is seeing the world in their eyes
Love is not perfect, you have to work hard to maintain it.
Love is a two way street, sometimes you have to give way for obstacles 
Love is wondering
Love is ever evolving