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Another Love Poem
I see the blue of your eyes when I look at the ocean
I hear the sound of your voice in every love song
I hear the beat of your heart in every love poem
And I’ve already used “love” twice in this
So that must mean something.
Like that I love you,
and that I miss you,
at every moment, with every ache of my existence
Because without you, it feels like a piece of me is missing.
And I know we’re taught in those rigorous English classes to avoid cliches,
and to use words like “superfluous” and “ineffable”
Except you are not in-f*able
Although, if ineffable is defined by my SAT prep books as “(adj.) definition: unspeakable, incapable of being expressed through words,” then that is exactly what my feelings are.
So despite the multitudinous amount of vocabulary I have retained
Love is still the closest word to describing
the aching in my chest, the tightness in my throat, and churning of my stomach
when I see you.
And those ocean blue eyes.
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