dina-van-meter - Hello Poetry

It's Thursday, the 9th of July, and although you've gone a day I feel so inspired to write this to you, there are things I have to say... For real, I feel from deep within, these things I share with you... don't think I'm typical or like the rest, what I say is felt and true... What may be words of blah blah blah, blah blah blah, I love you, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah need you.. those are simple words of sheep, but sheep I do not follow, I speak of words only from my heart for we may just die tomorrow... and if tomorrow never comes and my voice you never hear, I want you to hear me inside your head .. now as these words appear... #1 in , in all my years of fourty-five, the likes of you seen twice I know so little about a love.. this letter is not advice... I will not bore you or make you believe that this kind of behaviour shall follow but if i shall never see you again, you need this today.. not tomorrow.. Someday, now, later, next week, you'll have a soft moment of silence and in your head you'll hear a voice that whispers to you so Giant, you'll feel a touch, a breeze so gentle, upon your arm, your leg, your face... it is from me, my thoughts of you, so powerful, so loud, with grace... oxymorons, whispers:loud, powerful:gentle, but true opposites attracting, proven here, in these words I say to you... to send an emotion, such this strong feeling... the sense of myself touching you... so far, so long, a distance compared, to me touching the moon... is powerful, is real, and can you feel, right now, me touching you? I know you can, I can feel those touches coming from you... I have tried to learn to allow my heart to allow my love more love, from everything he is surrounded by .. because well.. we all need love... and to deny my loves ~ more love ~ more love, I'd be stealing like a thief in the night you should get as much love as you can get, we deserve love in our lives.. It was so hard to accept that my love may be getting his love from someone else, but I could not control all happenings in a 24/7 realm... all I can do is know one thing, and on this, I don't think twice.. I loved my love as much as I could and never sacrificed one minute of happiness, from my own, sometimes, dramatic life... If someone can love my love more than I, than so happy I shall be for you only live once, you should only get as much love as love can be... I felt your love, so gentle, so strong, so soft, so loud.. for me and if I never ever hear from you or your face, I never again see I'll remember that feeling.. that moment.. of time.. when it all was given to me... So sad to me.. the distance... our lives, could be a true catastrophe, if I were so selfish, and so cold hearted, that I just couldn't see that you deserve so much love from everyone.. and not just love from me for you only live once and who should live in such loveless misery... That breeze you just felt, that kiss on your lips, that whisper through the tree, that touch on your leg, your shoulder, your arm, right now.. my love.. from me.. And when I go to sleep at night and whisper inside my head, goodnight to you, sweet dreams to you, and laying in my bed I'll know when to you, traveling so quiet, my feelings and more words said.. I will feel the imprint of your body, the kisses upon my head.. the taste of your lips, the strength in your presence, I will have you in my bed... and there we will be, just you and me, for another moment in time, and again I will have you all to myself and so selfishly I'll imbibe for tonight you are mine and I shall give you all the love I can... I am your forever woman.. and you my for always man... Forever you will have all of me, whenever you may need I will never not love you, not for one minute, you are everything to me..

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Jul 28, 2015

Jul 28, 2015 at 8:30 AM UTC

dina-van-meter

9th of july

It's Thursday, the 9th of July, and although you've gone a day I feel so inspired to write this to you, there are things I have to say... For real, I feel from deep within, these things I share with you... don't think I'm typical or like the rest, what I say is felt and true... What may be words of blah blah blah, blah blah blah, I love you, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah need you.. those are simple words of sheep, but sheep I do not follow, I speak of words only from my heart for we may just die tomorrow... and if tomorrow never comes and my voice you never hear, I want you to hear me inside your head .. now as these words appear... #1 in , in all my years of fourty-five, the likes of you seen twice I know so little about a love.. this letter is not advice... I will not bore you or make you believe that this kind of behaviour shall follow but if i shall never see you again, you need this today.. not tomorrow.. Someday, now, later, next week, you'll have a soft moment of silence and in your head you'll hear a voice that whispers to you so Giant, you'll feel a touch, a breeze so gentle, upon your arm, your leg, your face... it is from me, my thoughts of you, so powerful, so loud, with grace... oxymorons, whispers:loud, powerful:gentle, but true opposites attracting, proven here, in these words I say to you... to send an emotion, such this strong feeling... the sense of myself touching you... so far, so long, a distance compared, to me touching the moon... is powerful, is real, and can you feel, right now, me touching you? I know you can, I can feel those touches coming from you... I have tried to learn to allow my heart to allow my love more love, from everything he is surrounded by .. because well.. we all need love... and to deny my loves ~ more love ~ more love, I'd be stealing like a thief in the night you should get as much love as you can get, we deserve love in our lives.. It was so hard to accept that my love may be getting his love from someone else, but I could not control all happenings in a 24/7 realm... all I can do is know one thing, and on this, I don't think twice.. I loved my love as much as I could and never sacrificed one minute of happiness, from my own, sometimes, dramatic life... If someone can love my love more than I, than so happy I shall be for you only live once, you should only get as much love as love can be... I felt your love, so gentle, so strong, so soft, so loud.. for me and if I never ever hear from you or your face, I never again see I'll remember that feeling.. that moment.. of time.. when it all was given to me... So sad to me.. the distance... our lives, could be a true catastrophe, if I were so selfish, and so cold hearted, that I just couldn't see that you deserve so much love from everyone.. and not just love from me for you only live once and who should live in such loveless misery... That breeze you just felt, that kiss on your lips, that whisper through the tree, that touch on your leg, your shoulder, your arm, right now.. my love.. from me.. And when I go to sleep at night and whisper inside my head, goodnight to you, sweet dreams to you, and laying in my bed I'll know when to you, traveling so quiet, my feelings and more words said.. I will feel the imprint of your body, the kisses upon my head.. the taste of your lips, the strength in your presence, I will have you in my bed... and there we will be, just you and me, for another moment in time, and again I will have you all to myself and so selfishly I'll imbibe for tonight you are mine and I shall give you all the love I can... I am your forever woman.. and you my for always man... Forever you will have all of me, whenever you may need I will never not love you, not for one minute, you are everything to me..

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The last poem ever written about love ------------------------------------------------------ You've seen them all you've seen them before love poems written thrown out the door I used to write the most beautiful stuff full of imagery full of lust one line once written to someone.. he looked at me and frowned some months later jumped into the ocean, couldn't swim.. he drowned the line was stolen from another song if you know the words feel free to sing along "you can't always get what you want, but sometimes .. you get what you need.... and for this I suffer, I am suffering, indeed.." Other memorable quotes of lost loves past "how did you take my ugly crescent moon and make its' beauty last?" Another ironic one.. dogs rolling in their own mess and something about the touch of others.. and me pretending it is your caress.. It seems all the poems I have ever written could be related to you but i would never compare my love of others to the love I have for you.. We are all so individual.. so different... so unique.. If I were not with you in love.. those old poems' words I'd tweak But my love of a lifetime deserves better than tweaked melodies float through my heart heart pulsates... stomachs weak The middle, the center, of this .. he hears me speak i wonder if he really knows the havoc that this wreaks love to some is only a game and more power to the players from what i know, what i feel this love is not for haters only for the passionate the serious, the true i have never had such loyalty for anyone but you but hence .. the old saying certainly rings true about good things coming to an end i can't help but to only feel blue these are the saddest days of my life the tears so freely flow i feel like i've been through the wringer i feel i've taken the biggest blow but not only to me, i will survive it is my heart that took the punch from here on out, til death do i part my love for others.. is out to lunch you are the last to receive what i perceived to be love even if i did it wrong nobody gave me the nudge nobody told me or even clued me in to heaven or hell i go with that.. my good maybe more than my sins i love you jerry with all I have.. Never.. did I NOT "if we keep doing what we have always done, we always get what we've got"!

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC

dina-van-meter

The last love poem ever written by me

The last poem ever written about love ------------------------------------------------------ You've seen them all you've seen them before love poems written thrown out the door I used to write the most beautiful stuff full of imagery full of lust one line once written to someone.. he looked at me and frowned some months later jumped into the ocean, couldn't swim.. he drowned the line was stolen from another song if you know the words feel free to sing along "you can't always get what you want, but sometimes .. you get what you need.... and for this I suffer, I am suffering, indeed.." Other memorable quotes of lost loves past "how did you take my ugly crescent moon and make its' beauty last?" Another ironic one.. dogs rolling in their own mess and something about the touch of others.. and me pretending it is your caress.. It seems all the poems I have ever written could be related to you but i would never compare my love of others to the love I have for you.. We are all so individual.. so different... so unique.. If I were not with you in love.. those old poems' words I'd tweak But my love of a lifetime deserves better than tweaked melodies float through my heart heart pulsates... stomachs weak The middle, the center, of this .. he hears me speak i wonder if he really knows the havoc that this wreaks love to some is only a game and more power to the players from what i know, what i feel this love is not for haters only for the passionate the serious, the true i have never had such loyalty for anyone but you but hence .. the old saying certainly rings true about good things coming to an end i can't help but to only feel blue these are the saddest days of my life the tears so freely flow i feel like i've been through the wringer i feel i've taken the biggest blow but not only to me, i will survive it is my heart that took the punch from here on out, til death do i part my love for others.. is out to lunch you are the last to receive what i perceived to be love even if i did it wrong nobody gave me the nudge nobody told me or even clued me in to heaven or hell i go with that.. my good maybe more than my sins i love you jerry with all I have.. Never.. did I NOT "if we keep doing what we have always done, we always get what we've got"!

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Sitting here..Shitting here.. time to get off this *** *** the drug.. *** the seat Cold pad.. hard pad.. Pad with heat... Just does not matter.. It's all the same.. This big ring on my *** Toilet seat to blame.. Still sitting here..on seat with pad.. Wishing your love didn't hurt so bad.. Ha.. I must really want this.. For years.. this is all I've got.. Knowing now what I need to do.. Take a big fat shit..and get off this ***

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Jul 19, 2014

Jul 19, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC

dina-van-meter

time to get off this ***

Sitting here..Shitting here.. time to get off this *** *** the drug.. *** the seat Cold pad.. hard pad.. Pad with heat... Just does not matter.. It's all the same.. This big ring on my *** Toilet seat to blame.. Still sitting here..on seat with pad.. Wishing your love didn't hurt so bad.. Ha.. I must really want this.. For years.. this is all I've got.. Knowing now what I need to do.. Take a big fat shit..and get off this ***

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Time does not aleve this pain only strength of a broken heart gained i will feel tomorrow as if again today the pain of that death still feels like yesterday and my heart a little weaker from strain flow from the vision, my sight, this rain nothing will ever bring him back again in the night, like a thief then killed him after driving him insane never seen my paternal creator sick or in pain if i never have to remember his death again but that just can't be and now I know... i will never ever again . . . be the same Time does not heal all pain Nov. 1943 - March 2012 I miss you poppy!

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May 7, 2014

May 7, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC

dina-van-meter

Time does NOT heal all pain!

Time does not aleve this pain only strength of a broken heart gained i will feel tomorrow as if again today the pain of that death still feels like yesterday and my heart a little weaker from strain flow from the vision, my sight, this rain nothing will ever bring him back again in the night, like a thief then killed him after driving him insane never seen my paternal creator sick or in pain if i never have to remember his death again but that just can't be and now I know... i will never ever again . . . be the same Time does not heal all pain Nov. 1943 - March 2012 I miss you poppy!

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