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Juxtapose
Juxtaposition
Our ideas don’t mesh, slender agreements
Smooth conversation, sharp interjection
The ebb of your voice evokes musk and warmth
So delicious, melodic phrases sooth
And the wheels turn as the rollercoaster starts
Hold on tight, the boy smiles: Brilliant.
Emotion brims, soluble on my lips
Dissolving into darts at a soft heart,
Enviable laughs and these silences that disquiet
Your intellect may escape scrutiny,
Erratic chess pieces, we fall and break
Strategies shield nothing, only bar love.
The phone beeps and I think, “What a martyr.”
Your goodbye salve cannot forsake me, too.
--- So I can't figure out how to improve this. I feel like it's not quite cohesive enough. Then again, I wrote it very late at night. Any suggestions?
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I think we are blind. Blind people who can see, but do not see. - jose saramago
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