I have waited for twenty four years
To finally meet you.
That I won't give you up for a single mistake
or the rush of impatience.
You will find me here
waiting for you
Loving you in silence
Loving you more.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 1:44 AM UTC
You don't need to search for Love.
It has always been there,
inside of you...
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 4:41 AM UTC
Woman, you are most beautiful when you are not conscious of it. When you are being so natural, unmindful of how others see you. It's when you have no plans of pleasing anyone else because your only goal is to be you today and to be better than yourself tomorrow.
You know woman, you must have gotten it all wrong. Beauty isn't exactly what the media tells you it is. It isn't really about the color of your skin, the shape of your face, the make up you use or the size of your jeans. It is much more than that. It is what is inside you-your thoughts and the value you place on yourself and others. Beauty is being true to who you are. For when you are true to yourself, you are being true to what God made you to be.
On the seventh day of Creation, God rested and admired what He created for six days. Lo and behold!All of them are beautiful!
If God made you, there is no way you can be ugly. You may be flawed but you are definitely beautiful!
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 9:19 PM UTC
I waited three days
In hopes that your love
Would resurrect like Jesus did
But you're not strong enough
To move the boulder
Covering your heart.
And I'm not strong enough
To be Mary and wait for you.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 9:53 PM UTC
I wanna get drunk
with the taste of whiskey
in your breath.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 9:45 PM UTC
Loving you is like forgetting
That roses grow with thorns.
For all you gave me is
the sweet scent of a love
that never grows cold.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 3:21 AM UTC
If you were a flower
I wouldn't pick you.
I would water you daily
And watch you grow.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
Does it matter?
If I stay or go..
Is my presence even noticed?
Does it make a difference
if I'm here or gone
Will you cry
if I'm lost?
Or will I slip away unnoticed
Like I always am
When I'm around you...
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 8:40 PM UTC
He captivated me with his words
I am a poet
And words are my weakness
His words were alluring
he made me believe
Because I am a poet
When I write or say something
it comes from the deepest
of my heart.
And he allured me with his words
Then I realized
Some people abuse poetry.
And it broke my heart
Because I learned to love him
And because I am a poet.
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 3:41 AM UTC
Each time you come you mend me
Each time you go you break me
You keep coming and going
I keep mending and breaking
Can you stay if you wanna stay?
Or go if you wanna leave?
I can settle for mending
Or breaking
But never in between.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC