just when you think it's gonna rain but the sun shines
just when you think she's a bore but she's super fine
just when you think you are late but you're just on time
just when you think it's not but, wow, it rhymes!
--

His name purred on her lips; 
She loved the way it
Rolled around on her tongue,
Loosened her vocal chords 

Every time she said 
his name aloud,
It felt as though she were 
Becoming more and more
Well versed in him; 
His character,
His very being

As you lie, in a peaceful slumber,
blissfully unaware of my settled gaze
snaking over your eyes, your face
I slip in close to touch your lip
as you let out a soft sigh, I smile
and gather you close to rest your head
in the cradle of my arms

I wonder oft if love turns a man
able to feel what a woman does
when she holds her baby in her hands
as it wriggles its fingers and toes

what makes all pain, and turmoil in love
worth it at all
is the simple beauty of moments like this
that can make even Goliath fall

What is more beautiful, than falling in love
as each moment passes by, grazing my mind
Of your graceful splendor, I cannot get enough
day by day, I move closer to your side

Your journey till now, was entirely yours
Pockmarked, scarred, deserted all at once
Now I ask to stand in your shoes
and be your silent shadow in life's dance

Be that as it may, I cannot undo what you have seen
The pain you have felt, the terror in your dreams
So here I stand with open arms, my love
Let me in, let me close your open seams

Let me hold you, till you don't shake anymore
Let me caress you, till your breathing slows
Drift into sleep and dance with me there
For in our dreams, betwixt you and me, there isn't even air.

I used to make my parents proud,
I used to be the glue that keep my friends together,
now I don't even know
who I am.

(m.v.a)

God.....if you hadn't sent me in this world
Then my heart wouldn't have started crying seeing this....
All the suffering people bear in their hearts
And the unbearable pain of lost ones they miss

All these hearts they look silent and at peace
But they are screaming at the top of their voice
They have been secretly tortured and burned at the stake
Their screams loud: can't you hear the noise

My heart it weeps and it cries
It burns in agony and drowns in a sea of blood
Only if all this suffering could be lessened
Then hopefully peace and happiness would flood

Morning tears are the ones that hurt the most,
they linger and distill the freshness of the new day,
eclipsing our view of the sun,
causing disparity of the soul.

© H V Swan