Pure, white roses,
Surrounding you as I feel your hot air,
Soft, gentle, sweet as you are,
And the hot red on your cheeks as you tired smile,
In the cold degree celcius in this closed space,
You were precious as I hold you tightly in my embrace
Warped in the colour of your soft hair,
We were in the creamy night full of stars,
My love, let’s enjoy this moment for a longer while.
you pretend to miss me
but i know you better than you think
i know the giveaways when you're lying
the words you use to avoid the truth
the pretending needs to end
i can't be your last call anymore
i don't want to be your second thought
when you're planning things
A young girl's life ended
without the opportunity to grow
made all reason incomprehensible
shrouded the family in agonising woe
Her nascent bubbling personality
not given the light to flower
taken from this life
too soon for a final hour
Her mother may have questioned her God
her father may have denounced his belief
broken hearts may never have truly mended
prolonged time may never have healed grief
Her mother may have believed in heaven
her father may have returned to Mass
but their faith would be fully realised
if rejoining her came to pass
There I see stardust,
in your bright eyes,
spinning galaxies of grey,
while some might say they're blue,
though it's not for them to say,
& all I know right now,
is my sun has gone away.
As I'm your Mother Earth,
& you're my dearest Sun,
you're shining on my heart,
& my relief when days are done,
a satisfying feeling,
in the victories we've won.
I sometimes call you poppa,
as I rub your happy tummy,
guess momma done it right,
cuz I cooked you somethin' yummy,
You are the only magic,
my heart has ever known,
cuz I'm doomed without your light,
I cannot do it all alone,
I am weary,
I am tired,
I'm a quickly aging bone,
You taught me toughen up
say it ain't as if you're dying,
you seem like you don't care,
only sometimes when I'm crying,
I know that you do love me,
but I feel I love you more,
I'd walk across a fire,
& swim to distant shore
I know that it's the truest love,
in this I can't ignore,
Your heart is where my home is,
& I couldn't say it truer,
& I love you more tonight,
as my days are getting fewer,
I see you try to help,
you wouldn't just keep tryin'
it's not too much your sold on,
or them theories that you're buyin',
You helped me see the beauty
now please I ask see mine,
I'm not asking for your sympathy,
or to set up for me a shrine,
I only want your hand,
to walk with me awhile,
down the old back roads,
and then on the longest mile,
you are the ONLY one,
who can bring,
my happy smile.
Cherie Nolan © 2017
It's not something you asked for
Its not something you can throw away
It's not there to draw attention
It's not there to be ignored
It's not a stamp on the forhead
It's not something you can control
It's not there for you to judge
It's not easy to manage
It's hard to handle
don't tell me about your first love-
tell me about your last.
tell me how he made you believe in love
when you thought your time had passed.
tell me how he made you feel
when you thought the butterflies were dead.
tell me how you tried silencing your heart
and all the crazy thoughts in your head.
tell me how he taught you
to love just a little bit again.
tell me how it was like taking your first step
how it was like to once more begin.
tell me how you thought your heart was dead
how you'd been hurt too many times before
tell me how you saw yourself falling for him
and constantly wanting more.
tell me how you thought you weren't worthy of love
tell me how all those thoughts vanished with one touch
a year, a decade, a century
how no time with him was too much
tell me how he excites you
how you're seeing colors you didn't know existed.
tell me how you finally gave in to giving love another chance
how you couldn't fight it, no matter hard you resisted.
tell me how you thought that love just wasn't for you
tell me how being with him makes you feel love is just for you.
tell me how the world seems just a little better
tell me how the grass is greener, the sky a little more blue.
tell me about your last love;
the one who really stayed.
how he's the missing piece of the puzzle
the one for whom you always prayed.
tell me about your last one
the one standing by your bed.
the one you hold on to a second too long
before you forever rested your head.
You've been away, a while
I didn't miss you
You promised to stay
But I didn't kiss you
You held my hand
and my neck too
Hello again, you return every while
Why do you?
After all the lows
You've put me through
You still think you'll win
You have no clue!
I listen to my heart
But to my mind too
I listen to my soul
To ME, not to you