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| This is a bunch of poetry that I have colected over the past little while... For you... For you I could cry, For you I should fly, For you I would steal a star from the heavens. I would go to the Four Corners of the earth if it were your desire. Just let me know, and I’ll do it. For you my heart has melt, for you my heart has felt, for you I will cry. For you I will die, And for you I will thrive ---- Teeming Emotions From a thorn that’s made me bleed, I’ve seen through the pain, your true beauty. You’ve made me bleed, just like a thorn. Now I just wish to hold you close to my heart, now that…Now that I have no fear of bleeding. Like a thorn you have pierced though my heart with your sheer beauty, and true kindness. You now hold my heart. My blood on your hands, and tears on your chest. Hand in hand, My blood overflows, my tears overwhelm, truths be told, Aphrodite of mine it’s you I want to hold. Damn the world, shed the blood, and let the tears run. Just don’t let my heart ache. You’re like a thorn meant to make me bleed. As the blood was fluid, set free by that thorn. So are my emotions for you, unrestrained, relentless, pure. True to my heart what would I be without these emotions, no emotions, no soul. No soul, no life. No life... Nothing. ---- Death Last night… Last night I died. --I was in ecstasy— I was in your arms until that moment… Everybody was there. I was being stupid, I wasn’t thinking… I wasn’t thinking when I slipped and fell. I landed on the damned power lines. I could feel my body creating a path for that ever so deadly current; I can hear your shrieks, and screams. And as my body fries, I can sense the stench of my burning flesh surrounding me. I can feel the electricity flowing throughout my body. I think about how much I love you. And at this moment I realize I don’t want to leave. I don’t want to die. I leap away… …And as I make my decent to the ground I think to myself “…She really loves me…” --I land in a dramatic [Yet seemingly surrealistic…] Stance, with smoke rising from beneath me…-- As you ask me if I am all right, I ignore the pain. “I’m fine…” I say. All though my death was somewhat unrealistic, I feel as though I have been resurrected. For I am not in any agony. I never was And now I realize that, I feel so alive… …So alive, …So in Love. ---- You You make me feel like A child, embraced in love. Not thinking of the outside world. Living in the moment. Dreaming of a love filled future, With only three words on my mind… ---- Beloved One Her deep eyes, her vibrant smile, her soft lips, the way she looks at me when she’s happy, the way she’s blunt as hell when she’s pissed off, She’s open minded, she’s poetic, she doesn’t bull shit, her harmonious voice, her effervescent laugh, her personality never changes, I don’t have to decide whether I like her or not I just do, and I know it, she lets me bite, I know what bothers her, and I can usually tell how she’s feeling, the way she makes me feel, She makes me feel like I can do anything, she listens, she can trust me, she’s constantly on my mind. ---- Why? Why do I have these feelings inside, why do they hurt me so? Why can’t I find their meaning, their propose... Why does it have to burn me from the inside out, eat away at my heart, deluded my mind, and taint my conscience thought? Why can’t I sort this out, why can’t I let you know. Why... Why... Why did it have to be me? Why? ---- The Teenage Heart The Teenage Heart is the universal cup to be filled by any, and all emotions. Form sorrow, and sadness to love, and lust. It’s a cup that’s never half empty, but only half full. A Teenage Heart it’s fragile, full of pain, and beauty. It is a heart filled with enigmatic emotions to confuse the mind, and the soul. Emotions of the fiend. Love, something made not of passion, love, and only love Hmph... The Teenage Heart. ---- Sensibility My Sensibility was destroyed by my love for you. I see in a new light, one that seems so dim yet feels so bright. My sensibility has flown. After a minute with you, it’s taken off like a bat out of hell. I can’t think strait, My mind’s clouded by love, My sight’s lost, Too many pictures of you running through my mind. All of these emotions that I feel so deeply, Come at me at unbelievable speeds, when ever I see you. Oh, how I could swoon at the thought of you. This love I couldn’t live without. Won’t live without, And always think about, That I’ve always dreamed about. I can live without sensibility ---- True to Heart My heart is filled with feelings to hard to express by speech. So instead I express it with passionate kisses, and poetry Inspired by love. And whenever I look deep into your eyes. I tell you this now because I wish you to know, just how I feel when I think of you. I wouldn’t lie about this if I could. I love you true to my heart, True to heart. ---- My Love...My love for you could be explained in many ways, but the most significant of which is this... My love for you is like the universe forever expanding, Ever changing, eternal, and infinite to the extreme. Our love is built on something smaller, Which in turn is built on something smaller, And so-on, and so-forth. But still our love is also more often than not, unexplainable. ---- Key to my Heart Eyes are the windows of the soul. The mind the tool, And my heart is the way to it all. My body an extension of my mind. My mind just an extension of my soul. …Something is missing. The key doesn’t turn… And so my heart aches, my mind’s clouded, my body wanders aimlessly, I’m alone… I want to be held, to hold, to feel Someone to turn the key… The key to my heart. It’s in your hand, you turn it, And I flinch, I flinch… Your eye’s pierce mine, My heart races, I expect the worst, Waiting for the rise or fall of my salvation. My eye’s closed, I can see you at the back pf my mind, I’m in your arms… I can hear you heart beating, I kiss your chest… You whisper into my ear, I couldn’t hear what you said. It doesn’t matter, I still know. I know. I love you. My heart is weightless, My mind is clear, Our body’s in synch. All I can see is your beauty. I lean towards you, Our lips brush… ---- Exit to Eden When I think of you it’s like an exit to Eden, a perfect retreat, my safe haven. When I think of you my heart races… My breath slows… I close my eyes… A peace fills my heart… I’m at ease. When I’m in my safe haven I’m always with you in my arms, Holding your hand, And looking deep into your soul. I wish my safe haven was my reality, Then I could just close my eyes. And be with you. If only this were my reality, my… My safe haven. But it’s not. The next time I see you will be when I exit to Eden. ---- Just in case you didn't know, this is a Luis Armstrong song-- I think...-- well that's it. Give me a kiss, to build a dream upon. And I’ll shed you a tear. Give me a moment, to base my joy on. Then I’ll give you a smile. Give me a smile, to warm my heart upon. And I’ll give you some sentiment. Give me your hand, to set my lips upon. And I’ll take it in tender care. Give me a blade, to swear my love upon. And I’ll shed my blood for you. Give me a mountain, to call your own. And I’ll Climb to the top, and claim it yours. Tell me of a crusade, you wish me to go on. Then that adventure will undertake. Tell me I can have your heart. Then I’ll give you mine. Give me a pedestal to set my soul upon. ---- The Perfect Drug You’re like the perfect drug; you make me feel soft when I’m all hard inside. Without you everything falls apart. All I need is you. All I want is you. All I want is to see you. You’re like the perfect drug. You make me feel all I want to feel. You suite me in every way. You are the only one I love, you’re my guilty addiction. All I need is to see you, and all my troubles are go away. You’re worth getting addicted to, and so much more. When I’m with you I’m so high. High in the clouds in our own little place. You’re the perfect drug. And you are all that I need. ---- Great disposition This morn I hath four maids, one to whom I am bonded, one to whom I relieve my lust one whose heart was given to me yet I have no need or want of, and one more to whom I wish to give my heart. This sends me into great disposition. One to which I will give no haste to mend. Nay I will not, not yet. Yet I will be evermore cautious, and take heed to any, and all warnings to which could send me into deeper disposition. Lest I should prove to be not only a father of jest lies, but of fools as well. Yay I will take heed. My silence is my chosen sanctuary. To which I take as my safe haven. In the bosom of the web of my disposition, there are too many nymphs in this world of mine, yet I take no haste in getting rid of any number of them. Yay this is my web of great disposition. ---- You, and Me You, and me livin’ forever, you, and me in love forever. You, and me. Together for all eternity, you, and me. Embraced in our love, embraced in our passion. You, and me. Our love will live forever, I can’t live ... we can’t live without each other. you, and me our love burns like an inner fire. The inner fire burning brighter than the sun. You, and me together. You, and me forever, livin’ with the rush of love. You, and me ---- Love lost, Love found, Love postponed, Love grown. Heart’s stolen. My heart has melt, From your love. From our love. From my passion, to yours. The heart will break, The heart might heal. The soul will become sad. But will live on to love again ---- If any of you knw this let me know... The Garland and the Girdle What joy hath yon glad wreath of flowers that is Around her golden hair so deftly twined, Each blossom pressing forward from behind, As though to be the first her brows to kiss! The livelong day her dress hath perfect bliss, That now reveals her breast, now seems to bind: And that fair woven net of gold refined Rests on her check and throat in happiness! Yet still more blissful seems to me the band, Gilt at the tips, so sweetly doth it ring, And clasp the bosom that it serves to lace: Yea, and the belt, to suchas understand, Bound round her waist saith: Here I’d ever cling! What would my arms do in that girdles place? ---- Kind to the world, But unkind to itself, A worm is born, that undying noiselessly, Despoils itself to the clothe fair limbs, and be In it’s true worth by death alone divined. Oh, would that I might die, for her to find Raiment in my outworn mortality! That, changing like the snake, I might be free To cast the slough wherein I dwell confined! Nay, were it mine, that shaggy fleece that stays, Woven and wrought into a vestment fair, Around her beauteous bosom in such bliss. All the day she’d clasp me; would I were The shoes that bore her burden! When the ways Were wet with rain, her feet then I should kiss! ---- Our love... Our love is like the beginning of a sculptors masterpiece, Rough in the beginning, and smooth in the end. Enigmatic when you haven’t a clue, Beautiful once you know what to do. Our love is like a sailboat, if the wind doesn’t catch you haven’t a chance. Our love is the Unbroken movement of the waves, Forever continuous, eternal, and never disrupted. ---- Blind Blind as a bat you cannot see, just how much you mean to me. I wish you to know just what it was that I love about you... because... Because I do with all my heart `tis true. All day long I think of you. The thought is not enough. Blind as a bat, you are. My love is still there. I dream of you all day without a care. My heart inside it seemed so bare, But you gave me this feeling, A feeling so rare. I can only hope we share, Share this wonderful feeling. This feeling of love, from being, From being together. You seem so blind to my love... My love for you seems so pure, Like a dream that acts like a cure. The cure for this poisoned feeling, Of being all alone. All this went away... When I met you. We can’t see our love. Our love for each other I hope it will last. Last for eternity, and beyond. It seems so strong, and yet so weak. Ignorance prevents me from showing this feeling, This feeling of pure intensity, This inner fire that I feel so keenly. I am blind Blind as a bat. ---- Untitled I loved My Innocence, Until It Died, And then My Blood Was shed… ---- Donna Bonita My love for you burns with a passion can only be outweighed by the longing for you to be in arms, by my heart, by my soul. Yet you are what seems to be an eternity away. When I hear your voice, it is soothing like that of a soft caressing summer breeze subtly hitting my face. One that relieves my stress, gives my strength, and puts a smile on my face. It’s a breeze I don’t feel enough of, and can’t get enough of. When I look deep into your eyes, what I see is like looking in a reflection of my own soul. Your eyes pierce through my chest, and into my heart. And so I bend to your every whim, and so you leave me open to emotions that make my heart sing, mind soar, And body tremble… One look at you has turned my world upside down, made my heart beat faster than the majestic humming bird’s fragile little wings. All of this could make me sulk. For none of this could I get enough of, it’s like looking at the moon, the stars, and the heavens yearning to touch them, be among them and yet they are just out of your reach, and yet eons away. Time is the beat healer, and I have my whole life to live, to find the way to your heart, to have you in my arms. My whole life… But that is not enough. ---- I Used To I used to see in black and white, and now I dream in color. I used to think my heart was foe the sole purpose of pumping my blood through my veins. And now I know they are for spreading my Love for you, throughout my body, so I don’t swoon from it all going to my head. I used to think Love was a bittersweet emotion that ties you down. It is a bittersweet emotion, But it set me free… I used to think girls would just break my heart. Then you touched it. I used to think I would find my true Love eventually. But I already have. I thought time would be at a stand still the moment I laid eyes on my Aphrodite… It turns out, I was right. When I think of you I picture us together on a sun setting white sand beach. Then stargazing under the pale moonlight. While laying in a field surrounded by hundreds of lit candles, and the sweet smell of wild roses blooming from our growing passion. I used to think romance was useless… Used to. ---- My Aphrodite From out my dreams you came into my life, And in my heart it feels so right. Through my veins my love does flow. I think an angel float around my head. Above the stars is my home, for when I think of you. Over the clouds our love does soar, so high in the sky’s of blue. Inside my arms I do embrace you, in my love that is so true, outside my arms is when I shed my tears, and so I sit, and cry. Out of my life you have flown, And I can’t understand why... Up into the heavens you float ceremoniously towards your home. Down, and out is how I feel. Beside my bed your heart does sit. Under the tree where we first met I wait for it to come... At this time of misery I wish I would soon die, in-between thoughts I still wonder why? Below the leaves of our sheltering tree I sit, and wonder why... ---- The farthest ocean Our eyes are as deep the farthest oceans; they pierce through like a thorn meant to draw my blood. When I think of you, all my dreams come together as one… Your smile is brighter than the star I call my own. When I look at you all my muscles tense, and my heart starts to race. My passion for you is like a collar that binds my heart to you. When I see you I picture a beautiful black velvet sky, filled with countless souls, and a full moon. Just out of my reach. You are a bright rose in my forest of darkness, You sing your silent song that is so charismatic, that I can’t help but listen. When you walk by all the world goes black, and all I see is you. And so it is, I shall let myself bleed, My dreams will hold, your smile will shine, my heart will race, I’ll wear the collar that binds us, reach for the moon,, feel the rose in the darkness, hear your silent song, And when all the world goes black and all I see is you… I will be at peace, and in harmony in all of my surroundings. And so it shall be. |
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