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Tracking the planets
observing star formations
magical moments
How do i begin,
To say the thoughts i am thinking,
To describe the way i feel,
To paint a picture with words,
To make myself heard.

How do i start,
To say with all my heart,
The way i feel about you,
To paint a picture true,
To be at one with you.

How do i commence,
By not sitting on the fence,
To describe the way i feel,
To say i love you sweetheart,
With all my heart,
And have from the very start.

Here, i will give it a go, with my heart, body, mind and soul
To tell you, i desire the heat of your fire
To tell you, i desire, the touch of your flame
To tell you, i desire, the feel of your heat

I long for your touch,
Your kisses,
Your words, whispered.

You hold my hand,
A light touch,
It brands your name on my heart,
I know ive loved you from the start.

When is it too soon to say those three words,
To tell you how i feel,
To let you know my love for you is real.

When is it too soon, to say i love you
Is it to soon, to say these three words,
To paint a picture with words,
To make myself heard.

I LOVE YOU
Yes i love the old boy, even when he hogs the tv for rugby on a friday night
We are all victims
of failed society
They criticize
They hate
They judge
and we all just
stood there
crying,
tired,
and broken.
We are too numb
to feel,
We pretend to be deaf
about what they say,
We stay blind
of the things they did,
We are the outcast
of this broken world,
We remain silent
creating our own
vast world within
our enormous
minds—There,
we stand
taller than towers
There, our inner voices
speak the loudest
There, our sight
and imagination
is boundless.
I said
"someday
they will
all fall, and
I'd be too
oblivious to hear
all of their screams"
—they made me like this.
Siin.li
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