How Do I?

How Do I? ode

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I see you dressed in green
So vibrant and so lovely
Fresh as an unfolding spring
How do I touch your heart?

I see you dressed in turquoise
Strutting like a peacock
So stately and proud
How do I break your pride?

I see you dressed in black
Some hurt deep inside
If only you’d let me know
How do I feel your emotion?

I see you dressed in pink
Blushing like a rose
I can smell your fragrance
But how do I win your love?

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Hopeless romantic, grounded realist, eternal optimist, brooding pessimist. All these are me. I am all of them. When I referenced my diaries for poems written decades (1985-99) ago, I was surprised to find that most related to either Love or Death. I was even more surprised to discover that, with a quick change here and there, many of them could be interchanged to reflect either. It was in this way that I discovered in myself the obsession that Sigmund Freud labelled as Eros and Thanatos, a theme that has fascinated thinkers, poets and writers for centuries. Here you will find Eros and Thanatos and a bit of Philos in between.
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