I Like You Anyway

I don’t really know you,  but I like you anyway.
Your image in my head never seems to fade away.
The more I hear about you, the deeper your place is in my heart,
And to me you’re a magical work of art.
They say things about you and claim they’re right,
But I always ignore them and keep them out of sight.
They even claimed that you’re not worth it,
Though to me you’re a candle that will always be lit.
Your warmth is that of a sun ray;
I don’t really know you, but I like you anyway.

K.M

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Ask

Ask the deceased beaus if death

healed their impetuous passion;

For although they lie still, their hearts

still pound with rage and emotion.

Dry are their eyes from sobbing,

but their souls weep rivers in expression.

K.M

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