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Dhaye Margaux Mar 2016
You focus your attention to things I don't see
Intransingent you are to me
You never said yes or no, always maybe
We're two branches that won't meet on this tree
There's nothing I can give but my specialty
I thought you like a little of my recipe
But you just ignored when I offered coffee
Now I know what you like-  it is the tea
From that floating resto-bar at the sea
I am not a *******, I can see
It is best to not expect, just let it be
Intransingent: refusing to agree or compromise;inflexible
*******: a fool

*I am talking here with my "wants" and expectations, not to a person.
She says she is too short
Will have to stand on stool
To kiss my lips

She says her afflictions
Different only in that
They are all too great

She says I can find
A better edition
Of any year I choose

That all the combinations
In searing truth
Are just to much to take

It's this , then that
And all of the rest
She say's I should detest

But when
I hold her in my arms
I know I found my place
Dhaye Margaux Mar 2016
I am the girl in this forest but you can't see me as human
You are used to call me a different cognomen
I have been trying so hard just to make you see
But you still find a dark and scary creature in me

Those dead bodies buried six feet below the ground
I hear their souls calling,  I hear the gloomy sound
Into your cruel minds,  I was the criminal
You cleave into my name the darkest pin of betrayal

I wonder why you always see me as a dark creature
And you only look at my color as my valid nature
Look at the moon that shines brightly over me
She wants to show who I am and yet you cannot see

I am the girl in this forest, I am a human like you
It is your mind,  it is your eyes that don't see what is true
Your mind thinks all the darkness,  your eyes  see what's skin deep
You paint in me an image that will make me mourn and weep

I'm just a girl in this forest who cease myself to live as free
For no matter what I do, a scary crow is what you see.
Beauty is in the eye of beholder.
In this cruel world, the critical society is a painter.

Cognomen: any name,  especially a nickname
Dhaye Margaux Mar 2016
If you come to me in the middle of the night
Don't presume that I will open the door right off the bat
Never question my sophrosyne, it is for my protection
For I was once a prey of pinchers, my great destruction
When I welcomed them with my open arms
They just robbed my house and did much harm
Sophrosyne: prudence
  Mar 2016 Dhaye Margaux
Ocean Blue
Across the ocean,
Your words,
Question marks in my mind.
Your voice,
Sensual roller coaster.
Your smile,
Rainbow in my sky.
Your giggles,
Waterfall in my ears.
Your arrows,
Open wounds in my heart.
Your angel face
Haunts my sleepless night.
Your eyes,
Locked in my eyes.
Your love,
Denied but who ever knows.
You,
Forever in me.
Dhaye Margaux Mar 2016
I dream of us making sweet things in the sea
There's romance all around just for you and me

Imagine us walking hand in hand on a beach
Then afterwards chasing,  oh,  you're so easy to reach

We sit on the sand still you hold my hand
The love and the romance are our own magic wands

You kiss me on forehead that shows of respect
But the next kiss,  of course,  is what I also expect

You help me to stand and hold me on my hips
Now it's time to give you my sweet candy lips

You raise me up then and swing me in the air
We both shout "I love you" while air plays with my hair

We then lie on the sand and you kiss me once more
It is our longest kiss this time on this shore

Oh,  I am not shy nor afraid anymore
This love  we have now will stay forevermore
The beach is like the heart
Where waves come and go
But still those waves are the water
That is forever a part of the sea
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