Because I'm scared to
Put it up on twitter
I'm putting it here

1. Stay tuned for the next poem. Like you have to. Next poem is ready, but putting it up soon. It's very special to me. So I hope nothing happens too much until I post that poem.
2. Can she read these poems? Hahahahaha
3. I just wanna say this, but she's super like super duper pretty. Like she gets prettier by the second.
4. I know and I don't care even if I'm not moving on. I am definitely falling deeper every time.
5. Wow she's super pretty. She puts to shame everyone that can be called pretty.
6. Does she know I read... "When you said Ti Amo"? If so, how? I get the feeling she knows. Wait don't assume... I sounds like it may be, but best asaume it's not. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA


I know, this is not a poem. It's just random thoughts.
But in the end,
1. She's real beautiful in her recent pic.
2. No matter what happens, I'll put all of these in the hands of God.
3. May she receive the best of happiness.

Yep... I really love my prior poem - A Gift from Me to You.

I had no more songs to sing
Not because you never answered
But because I thought you didn't want to listen
I loved the echoes of my own voice
As long as I knew you were the cliff on the other side sending it back

But when the wall has been obscured by a total lack of presence

I can no longer see if you have already tore it down
And welcomed in everything that’s not me
And my voice had been all along
Just companion to the wind

I knew you didn't need me
But I know you needed something
I couldn't see if you are gathering
Gold underneath everything
And harbouring a world inside your dreams

I had to scatter the already broken pieces of me
So that you are never barren and empty
So you can be my distant field of love unending
Filled with all of me that's better than
These terrors I am carrying

I needed you more than you needed anything
But I knew you belonged to the earth
And I dare not let my wave of persistent
Darkness weather you away

I had to carry all of my own burdens in all of its dreamless weight
Let it crush me in silence

All I ask you is the echoes of my own voice
To know that you are still there
Listening

Healing
Feeling safe.

Look into my eyes,
And see if I didn't.
Let me hug you tight,
And tell me if I won't.
Let me hold the warmth of your hand,
And say if you feel I don't.

Search the inner calculus of my mind
Venture the hidden caverns of my heart
And voyage on the turbulent seas of my soul
Do everything in your might
Just to find yourself a "No."

Flay my skin
Crush my bones to dust
And make a tonic of my blood
Make me walk on live flames
Squeeze me dry
And hold to trial every bit of mine.
Turn me inside out
Until all that is left of me is a mouth.

A mouth to ask,
Have you found your "No"?
Or have you found my answer?
A voice that speaks,
Not the slightest bit of me exists
That would give you a no.

For I did love you
I still do love you
I really really do love you
And forevermore, remember, I always will love you.

And in that last moment
When and whence nothing is left of me
I shall lay my answer to your question.
Yes.
I do...
I love you,
Keziah Maru.