ItA Poem by Nic Murray"Love is not love, which alters when it alteration finds."
It's never enough, as I never cease to want of wanting more,
It's an ache that comes from the vulnerable need to be loved, loved in entirety for the heart, It's a thought, that leads to the sweet, slick crystal dribble that rolls from the eyes, It's a wonder that even as clocks chime, birds sing, flowers bloom and grow, that I never cease to want of wanting more, It's the world at night, when the darkness brings with it the luminous promise of the day, It's the laughter in life, that I feel so fully as I watch you live through your sweet laughter, It's the happiness that comes from the knowledge that we are who we are with no need for alterations, It's the wonder, that even as clocks tick, birds crow, flowers blossom and flourish, that I never cease to want of wanting more, of you.
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5 Reviews Added on December 7, 2012 Last Updated on December 7, 2012 AuthorNic MurrayLondon, United KingdomAboutim 18, half dumpling half english, im an aspiring artist, musician and actress, i love black coffee, green tea, disney, 40s jazz music, taking risks, living life passionately & ambitiously with no reg.. more.. |

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