literature poetry writing


I have you, and that’s plenty.

You are beliefs that I hold up,

Like God have bestowed enough.

A medley of thunder and rain,

A distressing yet delightful feeling of pain.

When I have you,

It’s like having my uncovered mystery,

And the longest wave I could feel.

You’re the most satisfying occurrence,

You’re my conception towards

any ever after I had ever heard of.

And baby it appears valid to me,

more than it ever transpired.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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