Written by Jacob Ibrag
He asked her how she knew
that he was her one. She panned
her head towards him and dropped
the book she was skimming. Slowly
moving in between him and his bed
sheet. Like a missing piece to a puzzle,
she reconnects her hand to his cheek.
Infecting him with a soft kiss, she
moves closer to his ear, ‘music
started to make sense me.’
Eyes + Words 
This is beautiful – and it makes me miss Waco even more today. And I was already thinking about her too much…thank you.
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Thank you, really happy you liked it. I hope you see her soon 🙂
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The plan is this weekend. I’ll prob go up Thu or Fri and stay until Mon or Tue.
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Amazing, Jacob ❤️
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Thank you Carisa 🙂
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yes, it had…..
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I know this is an old post but I had to comment. You’ve really improved over the last year Jacob. This piece doesn’t move me, even when it should as it’s not bad at all just a few places where it doesn’t sit well. You can make sense of that by yourself of course when you go through it again. Looking forward to more of your inspirational work. 🙂
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Thanks Ali 🙂
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How do you do this?These are so beautiful.You know i was never into poetry.
but there’s so much talent on wordpress.Everyday i discover someone wonderful here.
i hope to get inspired.I have just started writing to let out frustration.And i really suck at this. 😀
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Thank you very much, write from the heart and people will most certainly connect with your words 🙂
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i just feel that i don’t have enough experience of life that i would be able to express.but then i see people writing so beautifully even about the mundane things.it makes me realize this is actually a gift.you can’t possibly grow into it.but i’ll keep trying for my sake.
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You definitely can, trust me 😀
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