The beauty in me
I decide to see
Depends on the winds
That coast
Since I can’t grasp the air
Nor solemnly swear
That I’ll feel this way
For the rest of the day
So I call on my heart
To draft me a chart
Of what to do
When I feel like shit
And low and behold
Such feelings unfold
Of love
And that is it
As not one little bit
Does the beauty in me
Need more than to be
Feeling such feelings
Of love
Crumbs in my belly button 
Beautiful poem. Can’t wait to read more your work
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Thank you so much for being here, I appreciate you reading. Your writing is beautiful, thank you for leading me to your page. Namaste
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