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A non-rhyming poem about life and living it.

Submitted:Jun 3, 2011    Reads: 32    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Do you not hear her?
She calls your name vigorously.
Her shouting is relentless,
But you hear not a word she says.

Do you not see her?
Observe her beauty, unveil your eyes.
Her beauty is the first your eyes ever saw,
And the last they will ever see.

Do you not feel her touch?
Is your body so numb she is not felt?
Feel her, she's all around you.
Embrace her graceful touch upon your skin.

See the best of her, live her.
Open your senses to her, do not ignore her.
She is part of you and you part of her,
Feel her, See her, touch her,
But most importantly, Live her.


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