A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 3)

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A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 1)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 2)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Final)

It gets more and more personal with content and delivery in this series. If I’m to do anything right in 2018, it’s to be as open as possible; when possible. No better person to start that trend with, than you. 

 

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Seething, she voiced her disagreement

With the entirety, of my character

“You don’t show any emotion; any pain”

It’s more to do with being vulnerable I’d say;

Comfortable, she is, with knowledge of her

Partner’s state of mind.

 

Nothing wrong with that,

I’m just an island, wishing to merge with yours

Albeit with a puddle separating us

I don’t need you, nor do you need me, to be you.

 

So, what does she deem 

As the best way to better understand me?

Other than willingly poking at me,

With that molten iron rod,

I may be over-thinking things but…

That would naturally cause pain, right?

 

I haven’t been in love for so long,

“Perhaps that’s how you’re now meant to show it”, I thought,

Inflicting pain to better gauge your lover’s functions

“You don’t show any emotion; any pain” her words echoed,

Learning it was deliberate seared the actual damage;

The way I see the world is rather simple,

Hard to look at someone the same way

When they would willingly do to you

What you would never dream of doing to them.

 

That thing I said about a puddle separating us,

You’d best believe I re-assessed and raised anchor

With people like that, I leave no puddle 

I instead make room

For the placement of an entire ocean.

 

– O.D. ©2018

 

Art by: ryky

 

 

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 2)

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A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 1)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 3)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Final)

 

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You catch me off guard

As I write with Earth revolving

On my ballpoint, affixed on that axis

Better illustrated as “the rest of my pen”.

 

The look on your face I fail to distinguish

And that’s what I love, you are that veritable –

Closely associated to – unsolvable puzzle –

I wish to – but never want to solve.

 

I tend to talk too much in a bid to be transparent

Perhaps I should let you speak this time around

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…Interesting,

You know, I find it fascinating how we met,

A match that goes beyond the usual swipe to the right;

I may be many things, but trust me when I say

I value loyalty and honesty above all else.

 

Which is why when it comes to you,

I give everything I have, for being here

Even when you have better things to do

Touches my heart, yes, contrary to popular belief

I have one too ❤

 

– O.D. ©2018

 

Art by: ryky

 

 

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 1)

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A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 2)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Part 3)

A Date With You, Dear Reader (Final)

 

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They say when you turn on the light

Darkness subsides

So, given my outlook

Would the rising sun

Or flipping the switch,

Leave my form In a state of fictitiousness?

 

Aforementioned verse exhibits

A layered set of words with underlying connotations

Eternal conflict between dark and light, black and white

Relaying the same concept in a different context,

My race; humour denoting how comfortable I am

In my own skin.

 

Poet by terrestrial definition

Aware of the many strings tugged to bring about

Motions intent on furthering human condition,

 

She said I have horns on my head,

I don’t dispute what she chose to see in me

Consider this: of the many facets, that bind my being,

She subconsciously resonated with what she knows she is.

 

Too much, too soon?

Regardless, I’m glad you could make time,

Listening to the textile approach of the Star-Seed,

Perhaps we’ll have another date

Where I delve even deeper

Into the Lonsdaleite that holds my burning spirit.

 

– O.D. ©2018

 

Art by:  ryky

 

Evoke

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I dare you to show me

What you think I won’t like about you,

Be surprised

When the idealist in me twists it

Into a fantasy

That best suits me,

And you.

 

– O.D. ©2018