Aphrodite song

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I feel like having a cold just heightens all of your senses. I don't know how but singing, writing, or even just watching something just makes it better.

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The family heirloom.

I miss the sound of your voice. I try to speak like you just so I can hear what you have left with me. The things you have passed down to me. Sometimes when I start forgetting you, My thoughts remind me of your thoughts. The words that come out of my mouth are a remainder of what you left behind. I hold onto myself because they are a keepsake of you. I love the things that you used to love; Mangoes and that one pickle you love. Just so I can cherish you in my thoughts It's just like you said I'd remember your words after you're gone. The lessons you've taught A family heirloom. The memories of your childhood is something I'll protect There are not a lot of physical things that you left behind But the love that you showed I will always carry it with me.

Whenever I comb my hair, I remember when i combed yours.

In the end of your race, As my last expression of love to you. Yet I couldn't I threaded through your hair I saw that they unraveled and came apart Just like you were. A sign of you pleading for me to let go I had to let go I let go so I could perform to you my true last act of kindness. Maybe refraining from kindness was kindness in itself It was closure enough for me that you let me help you. In gratefulness I let you go. Knowing that you would always stay with me in the memories we made In the joy that we created as a home.

I miss your hometown Not for the sights But because I was there with you. Your witty remarks and your little jokes They have become little things that make my day. "To love and to lose and still be kind" This. This is what you have taught me. And so I keep you in my heart so I can pass your love to my own family line.

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Unsung melodies are sweeter

- John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn.

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I like you.

I like the way your eyes light up

The way you look at me

The fact that you don't feel bothered by me

You have this heart of gold

That shines only to people you want to see

You are not scared to be bold.

To be bold of the things you like.

I like that we can have comfortable silences

Just basking in each other's presence.

I could imagine us always being this way

Next to each other.

Goofing around, Talking and Resting.

Your touch makes me feel alive.

Makes me conscious of my breathing and the beat of my heart.

- acozykettle

I like you and I like that I like you.

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Droplets of heaven.

I love the rain.

I love the smell of dirt after it so carefully

Dampens the earth.

I love the rain as it makes people rest

It pauses the never stopping rush on earth.

I love the rain because it repeats

It is a cycle I will always look forward to

The earth that grounds me.

I am the dirt on the ground.

The rain grounds me, It helps me be centered.

I love that the rain does nothing but love me

Caressing my face almost afraid to hurt me

In the evenings it is a warm hug.

A warm hug of water.

The Scotch mist a kiss on my face.

When I am not directly under the rain.

I still enjoy the way it cools the earth.

The worries wash away with the rain.

Stark contrast I see

From the cruel sun to the soft rain

Thankful I am, along with Nature.

The leaves glisten in the sun

It is clear as the skies to anyone that I am pleased with the rain.

- acozykettle.

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"I want to be one of the greats"

- Whiplash, 2014