brandon-maples - Hello Poetry

i can't talk to you. I can't even look at you. sunglasses cover your eyes, and you're wearing headphones I'm thinking, As I walk by why are you hiding from me? i promise not to judge...much. "Maybe..." you're curious, too, but afraid to show it, and that's why you hide. who are you? i want to get to know you a little. "Maybe..." we would hit it off. You could be the girl of my dreams. how will I ever know? i'm too courteous to invade your privacy. "No." You just don't want me to see you. It's not even sunny out here, and you're wearing sunglasses.

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Dec 24, 2012

Dec 24, 2012 at 2:44 PM UTC

Considering Approaching a Stranger

i can't talk to you. I can't even look at you. sunglasses cover your eyes, and you're wearing headphones I'm thinking, As I walk by why are you hiding from me? i promise not to judge...much. "Maybe..." you're curious, too, but afraid to show it, and that's why you hide. who are you? i want to get to know you a little. "Maybe..." we would hit it off. You could be the girl of my dreams. how will I ever know? i'm too courteous to invade your privacy. "No." You just don't want me to see you. It's not even sunny out here, and you're wearing sunglasses.

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Here we go, the phone rings Won't you let me be? You never get my rhetorical questions Anyway... Away from you, my heart sings Can't I be free? I'll be on a fenceless pasture, a horse eating Hey, My soul yearns for only her Will not your own eyes see? Our love lacked traction and spontaneity, a Seattle rainy day.

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Nov 16, 2012

Nov 16, 2012 at 5:43 PM UTC

Anyway...Hey, a Seattle Rainy Day

Here we go, the phone rings Won't you let me be? You never get my rhetorical questions Anyway... Away from you, my heart sings Can't I be free? I'll be on a fenceless pasture, a horse eating Hey, My soul yearns for only her Will not your own eyes see? Our love lacked traction and spontaneity, a Seattle rainy day.

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I want to know you The way a meandering river peruses the Earth As it twists endlessly toward the sea, Touching everything it can, Yet in no hurry to arrive. Whisper to me just how you want to feel, the way The ocean exposes all the secrets Of the universe, one by one, with Each crashing wave onto white sand. Just speak to me how you like to laugh, like The ebullient summer's downpours joke with kids And parents alike as they puddle together with glee, Splashing through eternity. Call out to me how you desire love, just as a Waterfall delves deep down into the pool, creating a rainbow, continuing its unending journey, rushing sometimes, but often, simply enjoying the rhythm of its perpetual renewal, coming again as a comfortable river.

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Nov 10, 2012

Nov 10, 2012 at 11:31 PM UTC

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I want to know you The way a meandering river peruses the Earth As it twists endlessly toward the sea, Touching everything it can, Yet in no hurry to arrive. Whisper to me just how you want to feel, the way The ocean exposes all the secrets Of the universe, one by one, with Each crashing wave onto white sand. Just speak to me how you like to laugh, like The ebullient summer's downpours joke with kids And parents alike as they puddle together with glee, Splashing through eternity. Call out to me how you desire love, just as a Waterfall delves deep down into the pool, creating a rainbow, continuing its unending journey, rushing sometimes, but often, simply enjoying the rhythm of its perpetual renewal, coming again as a comfortable river.

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Your smile spreads across your face like a butterfly, And glistens like sunlight reflecting fleeting white flashes Off of rippling blue waves. Only, Your smile does not give the peace of vast emptiness That comes from the beam of nature, alone. Instead, it awakens a passion from numbness that It is real, not just in some novels or the movies, For us--Oh, how I hoped it was real! I dreamed the monarch you showed me was intrinsically for me. My blind heart, overflowing, pled to know you- What your smile was for and how to make it flutter Again and again, and you, too, would've seen mine for its essence, Understanding that one was special, secure, reserved for you.

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Nov 10, 2012

Nov 10, 2012 at 11:29 PM UTC

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Your smile spreads across your face like a butterfly, And glistens like sunlight reflecting fleeting white flashes Off of rippling blue waves. Only, Your smile does not give the peace of vast emptiness That comes from the beam of nature, alone. Instead, it awakens a passion from numbness that It is real, not just in some novels or the movies, For us--Oh, how I hoped it was real! I dreamed the monarch you showed me was intrinsically for me. My blind heart, overflowing, pled to know you- What your smile was for and how to make it flutter Again and again, and you, too, would've seen mine for its essence, Understanding that one was special, secure, reserved for you.

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