Z.

the first poem I wrote for you.

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Youth in her smile.

Zenit in her eyes.

Sunny flowers in her hair.

Stay for a while.

Vanish the cries.

Why is life so unfair?

Building a fortress of dreams and illusions,

she captures ideas of mind.

Joy, hope, passion, lust – all in warm fusion,

rare and hard to find.

She’s tiny and small – surrealistic,

seeking the beauty of souls.

She’s smart, ingenious – idealistic,

having the highest of goals.

Away form the Grey she wants to be,

with peaceful love, green as the nature.

Among lots of babies – happy and free.

Creation – that’s what is major.

She’s one of a kind.

Born to be wild.

Let them all call us freaks.

Youth in her smile.

Zenit in her eyes.
Melting snowflakes on her cheeks.

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Happy 21^st birthday, my dearest soulmate!

I love you from the deepest rotten parts of my ugly soul and filthy heart.

I want you to never change.

Never lose the passion in your blood running through your body.

For all my life I’ve been trying to find the missing pieces that complete me

and there is you...

You keep me balanced and give me strength and love.

I thrive and I am able to continue living only because of you and Iva.

I need you because you’re a part of me.

I need you because you know all my twisted secrets.

I need you because you’re here.

I need you because you don’t judge me

when society wants to tear me apart.

I need you because you’re safe

and your hair smells like home and beige clothes.

Unfaithfully yours, V.