7 days ago

I speak to the moon
in the dead of night.
I come to her
when her light is bright.
I confess my secrets,
beneath the starlight,
and pray there is not
another soul in sight.
I dance with her sprites,
around the firelight,
and listen carefully,
as she recites her rites.
I give her my secrets,
and she ties them up tight,
hanging them high,
like a stalactites,
that shimmer
like the northern lights.
In return she incites,
that we unite each night,
so she can hear me recite,
my love for her,
beneath her loving light.

#love   #life   #moon   #spiritual   #truelove  

Let them say alarmed by my soul's quiescent invisible riot
you heard my despondent deafening silent shout
and rather than cast aspersions upon my scraggy idiosyncrasy
without doubt you lent me wings of optimism to float
for yours were arms that took me in when the world kicked me out
Let them say you walked with me till the end of the road
perspiring, dusty, fatigued yet still endured the load
let them say you tottered with me past my dusk to dawn
they didn't have to ask whether you were truly my own
for you searched piece by piece until you found all my heart
stitched them together to hold my world from drifting apart
that you saw me through to ocean from spring and river
and I moved on from my rough past because you were my lever
Let them say you saw me to Tuxedo from tattered pants
and even when waves of coercing constrains hit you still gave us a chance
that you weaved an intricate basket of forever out of every now
and as such we crossed even the most shaky of bridges we never knew how
Ultimately, let them say you were my best story, one never ceased writing...

There's so many things I want to say and do,
  But maybe everything I do is what sets us back..
     I know you hate the love I chase and think my ideas of Love are unrealistic
  That I'm chasing a dream...
But maybe I'm not chasing a dream, simply trying to build my own.
  It breaks my head to my heart to listen city of stars...
    I want to dance with you to that song under street lights for just a second
  I want to be someone else..
To feel loved just for a second.. For a moment of total unrequited love..

every whisper
every wish
every tear
every smile
is you!
my entire life
all my feelings
all my moods
the best part of me
is you!
I don’t know why
I don’t know how
I don’t know when
I know
this is our sentence
and our nirvana
you are
my perfect half
and I’m yours
wherever we’ll be
whatever we’ll do
we’ll feel each other
two pieces of one
deep love
true love
nothing else

you are away for such a longtime .... but you are always on my mind..on my heart ... I'm waiting...  you are my destiny
#feelings   #you   #deep   #truelove  

It was a happy day, it is Sunday.
I longed for this day, as I can always kiss your face.
There's jiggling in my senses, I felt like peeing too.
But how am I supposed to when I wanted to be all over you?
It was really magical every step of the way
I didn't notice loving you will pushed you away
It was simply just being me
I thought you'd want me to be
but in a snap of my fingers
you let it all be.
Time passes by,
Wishing still you were mine
There's a lot of guy I met
but never did I try
I made a promise to myself
Not to be fooled again
With sweet words you just thrown me
taste now just like hell.
Someone's making me his Sunday now
He longed over the weekdays
Someone's excited to be with me
as Im excited on my creamy berries
I might still took him for granted
Just how you treated me
But his love's just so strong
and it almost drowning me
I'm losing my vows
Losing the promise i made
Can't afford to lose the guy
Im his Sunday as he say
Was looking for true love
and now it felt so real
Why am I still afraid?
I just whispered in his ears.
He held my hand in darkness
as we're reaching for the light
the path may be so rough like weekdays
but this will never be enough
we both know we're the Sunday of each other
waiting to be home
will be sitting in the front door
waiting for each other to come home.

A river of light flows in him, expanding in all directions-- watering her soul, replenishing her spirit. His touch illuminates her, animating her disposition. Infused with the sun and sky, to her he transfers radiance. She is uncontrollably drawn to that which is ethereal. The stars become dismal; the moon-- dull. She gazes into his eyes, discovering an image more hypnotizing than any creation.

I’m so happy” she said, “I finally found the love of my life.” She hugged him tightly not wanting to let him go; but he hugged her tightly to him, not having the heart to tell her that he was only a figment of her imagination. He was the true love that never was.

Flash Fiction for creative writing class
A Wegner
A Wegner
Jan 16

Embrasse-moi lentement

The lavender sweet perfume;
A little too old for you
Though you were always more
Of a summer child
I seized you in a Winters night
Migrating birds,
Together we took flight

You crumble I know
Under a gentle kiss,
Not nips and grips
At such tenderness,
I value you sweet Delilah
With more than primitiveness

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That dusky lavender scent
Still draws me in,
The cuddliness of the years
Still comforts inward tears
And I never let go of you, my girl
That young sweet 16,
Who never knew love

Though all those many years ago
You played me for a security- false
It was true, sincere
I needed you here;
Now that you’re gone,
I feel myself disappear.

treacherous and emotional
Hearts beat as one, break into two, but built stronger back
but true love never ends
True love holds deep affection

Underneath the umbrella
A room was filled,
A girl, a boy.
Underneath the umbrella
A home became mobile,
White & blue stripe.
Underneath the umbrella
The rain fell upward,
Finding a way.
Underneath the umbrella
There was a leak,
A girl, a boy, suffocating.
Underneath the umbrella
They drowned,
Finding eternal bliss

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