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Amorphous

I find it hard to justify
Her smile’s a bright beam of moonlight
Her smile feels warm,
But is soothing like a cold breeze.

Her eyes tell a story, sad or deep,
I find it hard to deduce.

She’s fierce as a knight but chirps like a child,
Confident, powerful
Yet she’s kind and humble.

Her grace is something I behold.

It is something I never get used to,
A woman so mystic she beats my deductions
My intuitions, my assumptions.

Although I stay by her side,
The only time I feel alive,
“Wouldn’t it be easier to give up to madness?” I ask,
Silly boy, you’re stronger than you think.
“Be good. It matters,” she would say
She’s amorphous to me. She’s the friend I’d ever seek.

Jash Joshi 2019