You are so beautiful
And to be with you
would surely be wonderful
But yet, I have no desire
to hold or to possess you
I simply wish to bless you
with the freedom of flight
So please, don't be afraid
as I gently wrap my mind around you
Just close your weary eyes,
and listen...
Listen...
to the sound
of my hearts steady rhythm
swaying back and forth
like a pendulum
Listen...
to the slow, soothing
cadence of my breath
sailing ever so swiftly
through the seams
of these parted lips
Listen...
As I whisper
As I whisper you
from the void
of your sleepy cloud
into a renewed
consciousness
Where upon,
your sweet awakening
I shall happily bask
in the light of your joy
And revel in the winds
of your freedom
As you fly,
ever triumphant...
from your cage
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
Each day, he'd sit
quietly at his desk,
sometimes,
for hours on end,
waiting for his
muse to return.
It was almost as if,
he were in some type
of trance,seemingly flirting
with the lingering shadows
of his melancholy, which often
haunted him and even taunted
him at times.
For they knew,
of all the things
in this wretched world,
his greatest desire was to write
In fact,
all he'd ever wanted
was to be a writer
Unable to embrace
the stifling stillness
often found in the echoes
of one's solitude,
he eagerly awaited the call
from the silent keys of his typewriter
sitting idly on his desk
A mere relic, collecting dust
in the shadows of the morning Sun
Oh, how he longed for them
to summon his wanting fingers
once more
How he longed to lovingly caress
each and every key
Joyously filling the quiet pockets
of air with the sweet and haunting melody of their timeless pitta patter
Oh, how he longed...
to make them sing again.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
Each morning,
upon my awakening,
I run for long, deep stretches
along the narrow edges
of my imagination
The cool sensation
of oxygen,
racing through my lungs,
causes inspiration
to spring from the well
of my deepest thoughts,
bringing life to words,
as they flow through
the womb of my pen
Taking flight...
upon paper airplanes.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 6:06 AM UTC
Come here
Come here
mi amor (my love)
And smile for me
Because every time you smile
I long to dance
with that magic sparkle
that lives in your eyes
So come here
Come here
mi amor!(my love)
and smile for me
For every time you smile
I fall in love with your magic sparkle
over and over and over...again
Come here...
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC