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Ein Klein Nacht Poetry
If you don’t understand, read Psalm 139
Who am I?
What am I made of?
It all points to the abstract
To the intangible and sometimes unreachable
It comes to me in daydreams, night dreams and visions
Of things already occurred things to come
And things only allowed to happen in that realm
It is spiritual, fantastikal, dramatic, prophetic
It brings sadness yet is founded in strength
It makes me weak yet its origin is joy
I love to love to love it yet it eludes me
My being here is a miracle yet I make so many mistakes
And who did I say I was?
Vanessa Niki you are Mine
Your name your face your being
Is all constructed from My imagination
How vivid it must be
To think up one such as me.
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I liked the feel of this piece. It was short and very sweet. There's a passion to it that moves me. So me likey. ;)
I wrote a piece called "Two A One" that begins rather similarly. Check it out and tell me what you think. It appears that like minds do think rather alike, eh? ;)
