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In The Dark, Always In The Dark.
and it is in the moment that sleep should comein the quietand the darkthere is a hollow achethat startsdeep withinechoing acrossmy skina slow burn startingin my hipsa throb of needthat does not quitto feel your heatthe tightening gripto slide withinthe kiss of hips...!!!
Romentic Quotes - I have a heart and that is true,but now it has gone from me to you,so care for it just like I do,because I have no heart and you have two...!!!
- The joy to be found in winters season is easily found with you...!!!
- I Would have followed him to hell,if he asked me and may be I did...!!!
- May Be I am scared because you mean more to me than any other person.You are everything I Think about,every thing I want...!!!
- When I Am With you,the only place I want to be is closer...!!!
- Sometimes,you don’t need to say anything.Just be there.Just be here besides me That’s ENOUGH...!!!
- Right from the start I knew I had to make you mine...!!!
i have to admit the space is nice,not having to talk or look people in the eye,just at myself
i feel too naked without some glass to hide behindreflections to disguiseall the scars
i’ve made a nice big bed to lie incloser to the starsthough it’s empty
honestlyi mostly dont want to speak to youbecause there’s nothing to saywhen it’s too hard to say no when i want to say yesbut know it’s not the right answer
it’s too easy to fallback into old ways,laughinglovinglike it makes sensewhen it doesn’t
when these daysim too scaredto see what you’ve been doingor whoor anything to remind myself all the reasons for letting go
thoughin weaker momentsi can’t keep myself from looking back, hopingfor something hopeless
im still holding onbut i don’t know why(don’t tell me)...!!!

Tulips The PoemNow every flower I see reminds me of youFrom that they on when you told me.They lay there for a reason we seem not to knowAnd not just for any decoration or show
They will never be the same in my eyesYou said it was there to give sense.They are more important nowMore than I could ever think of.
Now every flower I see reminds me of youRadiance of beauty that might be put on tooThey are there to remind me that there is hopeThat there is someone eager enough to heed.
Every tulip I see is your soul divine,Let me hold on to it like a glass of wine.Every drop is not a waste of entityBut purity to indulge in sweet serenity...!!!
I Want To Come Back Poem
You move so carefully;I watch you after being apartFor so long and I can see the architectureOf your lonely gestures,Like your world suddenly got biggerAnd you don’t know how to move around within it.
It’s been four years now and each time I see you,It’s like the first time we met,I find myself rediscovering who you areAnd falling in love with you all over again.
You move in sadness, gracefully guarded- As if the spaces I once occupied will vanishIf you touch them,And it hurts my heart to knowThat I am the foundation of the walls you’ve built.
I want to come back to put an end to this distance,I want to take apart your lonelinessAnd build myself into your movements,Let’s light a match and set fire to the homes we have builtIn each other’s absence,It’s time to start fresh,I want to be the building blocks to your smile,The architecture of your happiness;
We can spend the rest of our lives togetherMaking love in all of those lonely spaces We’ve learned to hide so well...!!!
Longing
I want the boundaries I’ve crossed,the names written down and filedin some Index ofImportant Things.
I want to taste the lifeI burned: A husband.Children. Waysin which I am notfemale.
I want the storms I’ve ridden into,wild and caught in a bottle.
I want to drink the windthat leveled me.
I want the river rocks,the plastic castles.
I want the kindred ofdead birds, trees I also jumped from.I want a shore of cattails,a driftwood memory,green water,swarms of gnatsdancing.
Is this a pageant? No, surely not.
But the billowsof wounds catch the eyejust as good asany dress wornfor its magic.
And you.
You were the skyI challenged, thebigness of shoulders,the shacklesof home.
Of all this roomfor empty longing,
I have neverwanted youback...!!!
Let's call this Contact Expiration
If I could, I would kiss every human I met Full on the mouth, eyes gaping For the secrets in their variegations. Instead of tongues shoved down unvirgin throats, We would exchange universes, Breathe warm galaxies of fiery stars between our lungs.
Let every contact be incendiary,Exhale sparks onto this polyester skin of ours, the cloak we shiver into to protect our humanity.Dread contactTouching flesh to flesh will burn you,But it is the only balm that will heal the gaping wounds you keep trying to forget in the centermost crevices of your chest.
I wish eyes could plumb deeper,Dig the words from my silent tastebuds sometimes,Because I am no less afraid than you areThat when I bare my skin blue,You will stand and stare...!!!
Flutter The Poem
I wish i could forge you a smilePick up a bright red sharpie To make a point And then stretch it into a crescent That would somehow reach your eyes.
It is no question that you are beautiful Even in all your sadnessYou are a bird perched on a branch,Feathers strung through sunlight Song sunk in moonshine
But just imagine how breathtaking You would be in all your flight Pick up that fight and have the audacity to shineThe slightest stutter of your wings Would shame the whole goddamn sky...!!!

A Bed Among The Clouds Poem
I let balloons go on purposegiving them the freedomI cannot have,the freedom amongthe storm clouds thatI pine for every night,to be blanketed in sheetsof rain dropsand tucked in by the fingers of the wind,with the lightningas a night lightand a lullaby hummed from thethroat of thunder.But, iron trees put downroots in concrete,and, darling, my feetare fixed to the ground.So, I let the balloons goto give them a bedamong the clouds...!!!Candle The Poem
Tonight, I need a softer light,a softer night, a differentkind of care.. I needan old fashioned thing,simple comfort to wrap me in;candle light so I may hide,in softer shadows, I need thesoothe, the gentle flame,for eyes that burn, eyesthat prickle.. though I refuse them.Tonight I need to hide,the dark encroaches, andI fear this dreadful ache..I need the steady flicker, the slowburn wick, to mesmerise,to keep the night away..hold back this hollow feeling,this bereft.. heavy in my bones.Tonight I am alone soI light a candle, to assuage, this awful ache..I am quiet, alone.. witha flame that gutters...!!!My Love The PoemBe still, my love, be still; rest your weary eyes and listen to the silent melody of midnight skies.Fold into my warm embrace, place your hand in mine, within my arms, within my heart, security you’ll find.Let shadows dance between the shards of moonlight on your skin as Lady Night with one eye open, smiling,glances in. Ever watchful ever knowing, sweet dreamsshe sends your way, in the form of tiny shooting stars, performing a ballet.But know that should you lose your way‘neath the blackened veil of night, I’ll beright here, within your hand, around you, holding tight. Together, let us fade to black, to thecomfort of retreat, to the place our lovehas made it’s own, to the silence ‘tween each beat...!!!
Obsession The Pome
Have you crossed between two parallel mirrors?and stopped to reborn long dead torturesthat carved contours on your foreheadand threw away liter of tears that you shedYou withdrew from digging memoriesseeing an infinite imagesreflected between two glassesYou wanted to leave it fragmented to stop the mirror from recreating threatThreat of your own face, your own bodyfor they kept you from being happyThey were molded imperfectlythat made you wish to be like someone elsewho got a look to induce love spellsand will make him fall deeply in love againas deep as parallel mirrors with nothing in betweenNothing because it’s merely a delusioncaused by your obsession...!!!
The Broken Ones PoemShe told me about her lovefor petals, snowflakes,and butterflies,for their fragility.
She took themin her palmsthen, set them free, seemly reminding me to be gentlebefore she leaves...!!!
This is for your eyes only... but they can look too Poem
I write for youmiles of wordsthat the restof the worldmay well see,and althoughI’ve liked to leavethis networkof readers behind,I fancy the factthe followersthat I haveare mostly writerswho all seemto be fansof what I dodevotedlyand willinglyjust for you.so maybeI am doingsomething rightby my writingand all the heartsare simplya quality checkthat allowsa non-writerwho writes his lovedaily poemsto keep himselfon inventive toes.
I love being nobody’s favorite…but yours...!!!
I do not want to be whole if she is hollow Poem
Love is watching her braintear away at her personality -stripping her of all the humanityI had selfishly imposedupon her unstable shoulders.
Her cunning, her tricks,her eagerness to enjoy this lifeand more importantly,enjoy it by my side,are ebbing away like the tide.
I cannot be the shoreline, no.I cannot keep her sanitywound about my palms -I’d be shackled to itif only imprisonment was a choice.
She takes my heart with her.She is a shell of the friendI have woven into my life -a ghost of yesterday,a whisper of the past,a fading photograph I never realized I had taken.
She was the simple soulthat made the ground bearablewhen my knees bled.She made the days sweeterwhen I ran out of sugar.She made the nights warmwhen Winter gnawed at my bones.
Love is not something beautifulor simply written -it is an inhalation, exhalation,and every strangulation in between.
I love her but cannot keep her.I am bound to her insanityand she is taking me down with her.Piece by piece,every grain of sandis stripped and stolen away.
I give them willingly...!!!
We'll Meet Again Poem
When it’s darkestAnd it seems You’re but aDistant memoryHaunting meWith what wasMaking me sadI’ll hum to myself “We’ll meet againDon’t know whereDon’t know whenBut I know we’ll meet againOne sunny day”...!!!
Beginning The Poem
Let’s be brave,For a moment.Let us pretend the sky isn’tA dangerous hueAnd falling into fragments.
Shall we,If only for a second,Believe in ourselvesJust enough to feel safeThough the windowsAre breaking in on usAnd the water isA putrid shade of brown?
The world can onlyHold us captive for so long.The ransom may be highBut it can only dropFor the demands shallNot be met kindly, I know.And the sickness in usCan only go so deepBefore hope is lostAnd peace, instead, is found.
This is not the end...!!!
Because there will never be a greater pain Poem
There was nothing to dobut love youfrom the time my tiny eyessaw you
I reached out wanting to become the only light in your eyes
It was you I soughtwhen I’d scrape my kneeIt was you I needed to seebefore I fell asleep
But you-you could not be botheredwith a tiny little mea growing pained meor an adult me
Yet even still-with all that has been saidby meI still need you you seebecause there was nothing I could dobut love you
My one and only Daddy...!!!