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Ulises Vargas

December 9, 2024. 

To Sophia. 

Meeting you, I met myself again. 

A breath of fresh wind into the air forgotten. 

The once pure, sweet soul had faded, 

It drowned and water-boarded in sorrows, 

But your very breath saved me. 

With your eyes, you pull me to the surface. 

Save me from these devilish sea urchins,

Of someone I know I’m not. 

Of something I feared grew hot.

You’re beautiful in every way, a piece of art to stay up, never away. 

Your passion and care overflows and pours into me. 

Our love is engrained forever in my brain. 

I can’t escape the thought of you, and it brings pain. 

To not have you is to lack breath. 

To lose you is to gain death. 

In my soul, you play the biggest role. 

Your love takes every toll. 

In your arms, I lull. 

Our hearts intertwined, makes you forever mine. 

Our souls interlocked, you never leave my mind. 

I’m not the same, I’m not myself. 

I’ve changed for you, back to health. 

With you, I feel wealth. 

In our future, I see everything. 

Together, we’ll accomplish it all. 

Nothing is too tall anymore. 

I’ve fought in war to find you, 

And now I know I can rest and relax. 

Be my best and find peace. 

You’ve resurfaced the old me, the real me. 

You’ve uncovered my secrets I didn’t know. 

I’m grateful for your presence, you’re a present. 

I asked God for you everyday and you came. 

I asked for my sanity and you gave. 

Sincerely, I love you. 

Dearly, I found myself. 

I am myself. 


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