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The Broken Poet Sep 2015
I dream of a world
Where words of love are whispered into the night sky
Carried off by the wind
To later be picked up like fallen leaves
Against the sea
Carried on waves
To crash against the shore
Wanting nothing but more love.
The Broken Poet Aug 2015
Love is not a word, it is not an action
It cannot be described or defined
It is not something that could be understood
Love is an emotion you feel
Lightning to the soul
Fire to the heart
Roses on the skin
Honey on the lips
Dew on the skin
Love cannot be seen
Only felt with one's whole heart and soul
And if you're lucky, the other person loves you back
Love is a one way street
Love is letting go of what you wanted the most
To see the other smile with someone else
To be held in someone else's arms
To get tangled up in different sheets
Love is sacrifice.
The Broken Poet Aug 2015
"But you must be happy to cry and cry to be happy."
The Broken Poet Aug 2015
I am lost in a world where I never want to be found.
The Broken Poet Aug 2015
If you stare deeply into my eyes
You'll see the ruins of my life go up in flames
You'll see the broken path and the many deaths that led me straight to God
My path is shaken and still beaten but I have my hope
You'll see many beer bottles and a creek full of tears
My fishing hook in my brother's cheek from the time I threw my line back
Crying on the couch with momma for the uncle whose tires will never run the gravel
Wearing white to the grandpa I never knew
You'll see my naive and innocent self dressed in white to represent Heaven
Because isn't that where everyone is going?
You'll see everyone else dressed in black to represent death
How can they be so negative?
You'll see the time I almsot drowned in Oklahoma but my daddy reached out and saved me
You'll see my beautiful ranch out here in Texas where I did most of my raising
Born and raised and **** sure proud
You'll know why I bounce when I walk
For that dumb man hit me and ran with his ol' car
My many insecurities and fears, oh you'll see them all
You'll also see a world where everyone is loved
But this world doesn't exist- it's in my heart
A world where we all love each other because that's what the Bible says
But we sin anyways because we're human
We'll give our hand to someone in need
Bathe in the freshest and cleanest of water
So pure you can smell it while hearing the water whoosh
A world where everyone smiles, a real smile
Where we can all be equal and happy.
I'm still dreaming the dream of my little innocent heart.
Let me dream a beautiful dream even if it's somewhere faraway.
You are the pour of a hot cup of tea on an autumn morningĀ 

You are every poetic verse poured onto one single sheet

You are the cool pouring rain on a warm summer night
The Broken Poet Jul 2015
There is something comforting in a simple graze
I have always felt alone
But the touch from another person energizes me
It lets me know I am not lonely
Touch will ignite a fire up and down my soul
It will warm my heart
It will let me know I have not been deserted
I love holding hands with strangers
To feel their warmth against mine
To make them and I feel welcomed
When flesh touches flesh
The warmth of their skin will forever burn
When the soul collides with another soul
You will forever be accompanied
The flames growing and yearning for more
I love touch in the most simplest of ways
Whether it's a hug, a hand shake, or a kiss
Touch is something beautiful and sacred
It lets me know I am not alone
But once we touch for the very first time
My skin will forever remember the touch of your embrace
The burning that you have left
The love that still stays and will never fade
Touch me as if you'll never love another
Hug me as if you'll always stay
Kiss me as if you'll leave forever
My body burns for the touch of another
The simple comfort that comes with it
The innocence I love
Oh, what a wonderful thing touch is.
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