shieahmarie - Hello Poetry

He has risen from the ashes of my obsession of you. He whom I've met months ago, seemed to me I had met a decade ago. He also has your dark skin complexion, that same dark skin where the moonlight was dancing on the very first night I saw you. I was 18 then, cautious shy, insecure, and you, you were the moon reflecting my rays and I, the sun, beaming in the delight of the sight of you, the butterflies in my stomach and slanted lights on your face, both dancing to the rhythm of my heart. Tugging me in, pulling me down. You just happened to pass by then not knowing that my world went still for you. That night I knew I fell. You didn't even catch me, but how can you, when you didn't even know. I remember I saw you walking miles away from me, yet clear, and zoned in, I saw how angels might have blessed the ground you walked on, light, glowing, flowing. your strides, they were long, slow, my breath short and shallow. It was then when I confessed under my breath that I was in love with you. But with you being miles away, how can you even hear that. And now, I see a reflection of you, his essence in you. This time, tips on tips we touch. flesh to flesh we merge. He can only wonder what drew me to him. He doesn't know it was you. Two men--- one who had held my heart, the other my body, both I cannot seem to have, both I cannot seem to truly love.

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Sep 1, 2014

Sep 1, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Two Men and My Obsession

He has risen from the ashes of my obsession of you. He whom I've met months ago, seemed to me I had met a decade ago. He also has your dark skin complexion, that same dark skin where the moonlight was dancing on the very first night I saw you. I was 18 then, cautious shy, insecure, and you, you were the moon reflecting my rays and I, the sun, beaming in the delight of the sight of you, the butterflies in my stomach and slanted lights on your face, both dancing to the rhythm of my heart. Tugging me in, pulling me down. You just happened to pass by then not knowing that my world went still for you. That night I knew I fell. You didn't even catch me, but how can you, when you didn't even know. I remember I saw you walking miles away from me, yet clear, and zoned in, I saw how angels might have blessed the ground you walked on, light, glowing, flowing. your strides, they were long, slow, my breath short and shallow. It was then when I confessed under my breath that I was in love with you. But with you being miles away, how can you even hear that. And now, I see a reflection of you, his essence in you. This time, tips on tips we touch. flesh to flesh we merge. He can only wonder what drew me to him. He doesn't know it was you. Two men--- one who had held my heart, the other my body, both I cannot seem to have, both I cannot seem to truly love.

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Bring me back to love to the love that is true and pure the only one that my heart recognizes the only one I feel truly satisfied the only one that matters Waves, please cradle me back to that shore to that shore where I had found peace tranquility, acceptance, and truth There I'll take root There I'll flourish Expand, Abound, wide-eyed, arms wide open I'll fly like I've never flied before way, way up in the sky like Phoenix shooting high up through the clouds until you can't see me no more, only in the darkest of nights will I glisten along with the stars eternal, beaming, happy, immortal I'll be one with the universe back to my destiny back to where I started, with the stars... But for now, please bring me back to love...

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Sep 1, 2014

Sep 1, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Bring Me Back to Love

Bring me back to love to the love that is true and pure the only one that my heart recognizes the only one I feel truly satisfied the only one that matters Waves, please cradle me back to that shore to that shore where I had found peace tranquility, acceptance, and truth There I'll take root There I'll flourish Expand, Abound, wide-eyed, arms wide open I'll fly like I've never flied before way, way up in the sky like Phoenix shooting high up through the clouds until you can't see me no more, only in the darkest of nights will I glisten along with the stars eternal, beaming, happy, immortal I'll be one with the universe back to my destiny back to where I started, with the stars... But for now, please bring me back to love...

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Come to me. I am an actress you see. I can love you the way you wanted to be love treat you the way you wanted to be treated seek home in my embrace seek warmth in my bed seek love at the cliffs of my lips Do you fancy sweeter? Do you want space? I can give it you see. I know what you want because like you, I need love too. Come, my lover I am nothing but, a picture of happiness You have summoned me, out from the pages of your fantasies out from the imagery that sprung from folds of your idle mind smile, laughter, glisten on my eyes I'm the breath of your lost youth, I'll offer you nothing but paradise I am nothing but paradise Come to me, tired and already bowed down I'll quench your hollow well with life two in two, we'll paint a picture of fantasy I with the brush, you with the pencil let's paint it red with passion, yellow for happiness blue, orange, purple we'll make it our rainbow escape our kaleidoscope heaven. I'll call you the sweetest names your ears are begging to hear so sweet like sugar plum, so sweet you can taste the air with it Come to me, my baby let's make this few hours together last forever lets make memories like classic movies we're addicted on aren't we good? aren't we so believable, Two foolish old kids we are... Our rendezvous always sweet and short Quick to pack up, and eager to remove our masks We can only play this role for awhile We can only pretend for a limited time. We both know we can't keep up with the stage With the gleaming lights, and billowing demands of our wants always on our toes, our make up, thick and pale The you and I in the we, are not fools, just desperates, but never numb, deaf, blind, dumb, numb to the dead beating of our hearts deaf to the silence of our sorrowed souls blind to the lifeless glisten of our eyes dumb to know what you and I very well know... You and I know there wasn't any We to begin with You and I know what we made, You and I know who you and I are even before this You and I know what is staged and what's not When the curtains fall, and our shoulders finally slumped and feet flat on the ground Tired, oh but how I know how relieved you would feel. You go back in the life that you know, and so do I. You sleep alone, wake up alone. live , breath and weep alone. Being real, alone. I know all this you know. Because much more than an actress, I am a human too, who like you, needs true love too.

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Aug 30, 2014

Aug 30, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Monologue of the Desperates

Come to me. I am an actress you see. I can love you the way you wanted to be love treat you the way you wanted to be treated seek home in my embrace seek warmth in my bed seek love at the cliffs of my lips Do you fancy sweeter? Do you want space? I can give it you see. I know what you want because like you, I need love too. Come, my lover I am nothing but, a picture of happiness You have summoned me, out from the pages of your fantasies out from the imagery that sprung from folds of your idle mind smile, laughter, glisten on my eyes I'm the breath of your lost youth, I'll offer you nothing but paradise I am nothing but paradise Come to me, tired and already bowed down I'll quench your hollow well with life two in two, we'll paint a picture of fantasy I with the brush, you with the pencil let's paint it red with passion, yellow for happiness blue, orange, purple we'll make it our rainbow escape our kaleidoscope heaven. I'll call you the sweetest names your ears are begging to hear so sweet like sugar plum, so sweet you can taste the air with it Come to me, my baby let's make this few hours together last forever lets make memories like classic movies we're addicted on aren't we good? aren't we so believable, Two foolish old kids we are... Our rendezvous always sweet and short Quick to pack up, and eager to remove our masks We can only play this role for awhile We can only pretend for a limited time. We both know we can't keep up with the stage With the gleaming lights, and billowing demands of our wants always on our toes, our make up, thick and pale The you and I in the we, are not fools, just desperates, but never numb, deaf, blind, dumb, numb to the dead beating of our hearts deaf to the silence of our sorrowed souls blind to the lifeless glisten of our eyes dumb to know what you and I very well know... You and I know there wasn't any We to begin with You and I know what we made, You and I know who you and I are even before this You and I know what is staged and what's not When the curtains fall, and our shoulders finally slumped and feet flat on the ground Tired, oh but how I know how relieved you would feel. You go back in the life that you know, and so do I. You sleep alone, wake up alone. live , breath and weep alone. Being real, alone. I know all this you know. Because much more than an actress, I am a human too, who like you, needs true love too.

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I see you. If I can't, then I feel you. You are that ALWAYS, and NEVER in every lover's promises that blank stare when loving words go flowing down your sweet tongue sublte as you can be, but I see you alright. I see you in dim room as if it's our backporch during the summer days I see you in every twitches of the eyes, sense you, you're the lump in the throat, the stammers, and the stopping of the heart. like yellow to black, like day to night. There's no use hiding... I see you. I feel you.

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Aug 30, 2014

Aug 30, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Dear Lies

I see you. If I can't, then I feel you. You are that ALWAYS, and NEVER in every lover's promises that blank stare when loving words go flowing down your sweet tongue sublte as you can be, but I see you alright. I see you in dim room as if it's our backporch during the summer days I see you in every twitches of the eyes, sense you, you're the lump in the throat, the stammers, and the stopping of the heart. like yellow to black, like day to night. There's no use hiding... I see you. I feel you.

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I had poured myself empty I've quenched my thirst and now, I've got nothing to give nothing to show I've proven, I've learned, I now know I can only give so much of myself now I self-preserve nurture what's left protect my core heal. forgive. revive. and stand tall like nothing was lost *just gained. just gained.*

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Aug 30, 2014

Aug 30, 2014 at 2:10 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Self Preservation

I had poured myself empty I've quenched my thirst and now, I've got nothing to give nothing to show I've proven, I've learned, I now know I can only give so much of myself now I self-preserve nurture what's left protect my core heal. forgive. revive. and stand tall like nothing was lost *just gained. just gained.*

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What is this fiery heat that beckons me to you for what is this when the heat is from the flesh and not from the heart should I be flattered? should I be glad? as we glided through the hours you clumsily dropped that 3 letter words on my lap each word poses a stab to my heart for I knew, just like the heat it's nothing but just fleeting emotions like wordless love letters, hollow, like your empty glances, you look at me, I see my listless soul through you blank, distant, cold, you stared out at the taxi's window opposite to me, such stranger to the warmth we shared minutes ago. and so you confessed what I already knew for what is this passion when we have skulls in between.

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Aug 30, 2014

Aug 30, 2014 at 1:56 PM UTC

shieahmarie

Empty Passion

What is this fiery heat that beckons me to you for what is this when the heat is from the flesh and not from the heart should I be flattered? should I be glad? as we glided through the hours you clumsily dropped that 3 letter words on my lap each word poses a stab to my heart for I knew, just like the heat it's nothing but just fleeting emotions like wordless love letters, hollow, like your empty glances, you look at me, I see my listless soul through you blank, distant, cold, you stared out at the taxi's window opposite to me, such stranger to the warmth we shared minutes ago. and so you confessed what I already knew for what is this passion when we have skulls in between.

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