I have never heard a love song
That reminded me of you.
No words can describe your love,
Your eyes, your smile, your laugh.

They write these love songs,
Ones that never describe us well.
Always a man and a woman,
Usually nothing that we feel.

I want to write a love song,
One about only us.
To paint what we have,
A picture beyond human imagination.

I can't write a love song
That does you justice.
You are far too beautiful for words,
And too breath-taking for music.

A love song for you would be impossible,
You are too lovely for words.
Even in poems I am stuck,
Rambling about you, but never enough.

Rain , rain falling
Cool drops on my face
Enjoying my space
Rain, rain falling
I hear you calling
Misty warm air
Everything
Crystal clear
Rain, rain falling
When will I see you
I hear you calling
No more falling
Only laughter
Forget the pain
No more rain

Not just for today
Along the way
I have so much to say
Love every day

I texted you
When I felt so alone
And so scared
And so ready to disappear
You pulled me in to reality
Or out of my terrible one
And gave a good reason to live

I now knew that one person loved me

You hug me so much
And tell me you love me
And you kiss my cheek
And you run and smile when you see me
And I don't think you know
How wonderful that makes me feel

I knew that someone's experience is better when I'm there

You saw my monsters
And you noticed my face
And you noticed my hand picking at the thing touching my face
You heard my silent scream
And you told me everything was okay

I now knew that my screams could be heard if the right person listened

I cry as I write this,
I love you
I'm grateful
Thank you

Your such a cryptic lyric
A virus in my brain
You use me as shield
To deflect all of your pain.
Why can’t you accept
And sometimes take the blame
Why am I being manipulated
And left outside in the rain.
I cannot work you out
You love me then you hate
Im of to the kings arms
To have a drink
With my friendly mate.

I've ran out of ideas,
my brain has froze,
and my hands cant flow.
This poem i cant finish,
I bit off more than i could chew.

Meekness breeds oppression
There's a hold on my progression
The breakable binding will have me stay
So a poem a day keeps the squalor away

Loneliness - a lonely word.
Waiting - a dreaded word.
Death - an unavoidable word.
Hatred - a hateful word.
Love - a sacred word.
Friendship - a trusted word.
Kindness - a kind word.

Smile - now, that is a beautiful word .



Don't you think?