mark-villa
I was born in New Mexico the son of an American mom and a Spanish dad. They call this a mastezo here in the Philippines. Madtezos are said to be the most beautiful cause they are mixed races. Hshaha , not sure if that's true. / I just moved to the Philippines to help in missionary work. It's awesome helping people who are in poverty. The little things really matter to these people. Poverty destroys hopes and dreams . I want to bring hope to those who lost it or never even had it. / I love writing poems with free verse. My life has been both full and empty. People are what made it full. I have had many friends and relationships in my life. And have experienced many things. I want to write poems about it all.
Lying together wrapped in the deep blue of Midnight's embrace
Two worlds become one
Two hearts fuse together
One pulse beating thru our veins
We shared the same breath
Deep ecstasy in the deep blue of Midnight's embrace
under a canopy stars
The harvest moon watching over us
While our two souls become one
Saturated by God's creation
In a midnight embrace
Vowing our love
Committing our hearts
Becoming one
In the deep blue of midnight's embrace.
Wrapped in a blanket of warm darkness
Lets stay in this place forever
Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 4:37 AM UTC
I never thought it possible
Nor was it probable
surely it was impossible
For one person to have all my hopes and dreams wrapped up inside her heart
Holding them in her arms
My Every thought you captured
You held my day dreams close to your *****
You owned my night dreams
You revealed my hopes of a beautiful island princess that were deep inside my dreams
Dark skin that feels like satin
black hair smooth as silk
Red ruby lips that whisper my name
Deep dark eyes that look deep into my heart
You have everything
visions of matrimony
Creating a family
All dwelled in your heart
Was it possible
Is it probable
Surely it's never impossible
True love created all my hopes and dreams and laid them in my arms
Wrapped tightly in a red and scarlet ribbon
Given only to me.
Thank you hon for loving me.
Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 4:28 AM UTC
With you in the silence of midnight
Lying face to face
I only see you
Only our breathing is heard
We hold onto each other as if we were drowning
So tightly
Never to let go
My soul has entered yours
To know the depths of your love
You are an ocean of silk
Pure white
Pure love
Pure pleasure
The pleasure of sharing a love that compares to none
Never have I felt like this
Never have I known this feeling
Your lips soft warm sweet
Only mine
Your eyes bright and piercing
Only see me
I love you
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 5:28 AM UTC
The darkest night cannot compare
To the darkness in my soul from loosing you
When we said our last goodbyes my heart sank into a pit of sorrows
You were my light
You were my breath
You were my everything
Now I'm alone in a place where only our shadows are left
Hearing the distant echoes of what was once the truest love
They whisper of a Love incomparable
Love untouched by the cruelty of life
Love that held us in it's warm embrace
My arms are as empty now as my soul is
Places inside me that once belonged only to you
Can never be satisfied by another
In the cold darkness of night I cry softly for you
Please come back to me
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
It came unexpectedly
It came without warning
It can from your heart
After 50 years of failed relationships
With a trail left of broken hearts
We found each other
In this vast sea of people we call the world
Two hearts that match
Two souls that love passionately
Found in the romantic islands of the Philippines
A land of enchanting relationships
Women who are raised to be passionate
Strong women
Faithful women
Beautiful women
Who have the islands in their beauty
Long black raven hair
Smooth skin that's tanned permanently
You are the one love I have been searching for all my life
From the start our souls bound together
Forming two hearts into one
Two kindred spirits unite
true love is birthed into my life
Thank you for loving me and allowing me to love you
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
The days our hearts get broken are dark cold and rainy days
We stand there in silence watching what we love the most
slowly fade away
Beyond our control
Beyond our reach
Slowly slipping through our fingers
Can u tell
Where do broken hearts go to mend
Where do they go to be healed
Where do they go to be made whole
Where do they go to mend
Carrying the pain of losing
Holding the sorrows of precious things lost
Cradling the hurt of crushed dreams
Can u tell
Please tell
Where do broken hearts go to mend
Behind brightly painted masks with plastic smiles
Rivers of tears are flowing
Laughter only echoes darkness and weeping
Do you know
Where do broken hearts go to mend
Broken promises and broken dreams
Tear souls into pieces
Sunny day smiles cannot hide the hurt and pain inside
Please tell
Where do broken hearts go to mend
They go to the ONE who willingly gave his heart to break
He has the most precious broken heart of all
Broken for all mankind
Broken for sin
Given to sorrow
Christ is where broken hearts go to mend.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC