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Nov 2014 · 2.5k
To Love a Stranger
The fond tenderness in her porcelain hands,
She lays so delicate rubbing her soft thumb in my palm,
Pulling on my affectionate attraction which I not yet understand.
Have we always held our delicate electric love?
Or has the new dawn of chivalry released this dove?
Is this simply a delectable infatuation?
Or a sincere connection?
Not confused, just lost in you in these bittersweet moments,
You say you do not have a single string attached to me,
Alas, for I am your dedicated puppet my dear.
There is no land nor sea I wouldn’t traverse to only draw near,
For you see, it is only my nature,
To love such a stranger.
Nov 2014 · 1.7k
Chasing Down the Wind
It’s so hard to chase you down.
Like trying to catch the rain.
I’m running out of breath with each drop.
Please stop.
You keep slipping away in the palm of my hand.
Gone in a blink of an eye.
Lost in the air like a grain of sand.
I accidentally swallowed a seed that planted in my heart,
It grew another part.
The infection was too real.
No words for all that you make me feel.
But I’ll try like hell.
So hard when I’m chasing down rainbows to find my gold.
I’ve never chased down a girl so beautiful.
A lot of fish in the sea,
But you're the only one for me.
I’ll follow you across any ocean,
Traverse any landform,
Til my quest to catch the wind shall end.
My heart skips a beat when you sing,
Vocal chords sounding like waking to a dove on your doorstep.
Sweet melodies taste sweeter than any other angel.
Singing in a way that can silence a room.
How can you be so elegant but true?
I envy your perfect porcelain skin.
I admire every detail within.
You’re eyes have never been clearer,
They are the doors to your soul,
Windows of your heart,
And pupils like black holes,
Devouring my heart and mind, taking control.
They are the hue of the effulgent sunset sky,
Representing all that is nice.
You are a desert mirage.
A hope, a dream, something so free.
You move carried by the wind with a rock in your hip.
So light and airy, I think you might just slip,
And hopefully you will fall for me.
Hair that spills off the top of your crown like a waterfall,
Silky and smooth through your fingers.
I don’t want to lose you through my fingers too.
So like the wind, I’ll keep chasing after you.
Nov 2014 · 713
King of the Sea
I look to venture on an adventure of sorts,
One not perishable I do wish,
A kind of quest that takes stage on the high seas,
On one of those days that lingers from leave,
My brothers, my kin, let’s run away from here,
And return as mighty kings of the ocean,
Masters of our own paths,
This sail cannot guide me, I shall steer myself, you will see!
Bring me the horizon of the oncoming coast,
To boast in my ship and soak in the rays,
Sharks lay waiting all around me,
But I do not fear,
For I am the King of the sea.
A short playful poem
Nov 2014 · 417
Only Human
You left me, without a second chance.
You walked away, without a second glance.
It's only human, to make mistakes.
Yet I still wonder, why my heart feels these aches.
It's only human, to feel this way.
Yet every night I still pray.
For you to take back all the words you say.
I am only human, sorry I couldn't meet your expectations.
You reached in my soul and took everything,
The most painful operation.
What you saw was wrong, was not one thing.
It was every **** thing I did.
Were you always acting like a little kid?
I'm glad you're gone, but I feel betrayed.
You laughed when I was down, you had life made.
I don't know where to go from here.
I'm always living in fear.
I used to hold you so dear,
But now my heart is flooded in tears.
You can't understand what its like to be me,
You don't know how pain can even be,
Missing you is something I can't do,
Sweetie I'd rather die then continue loving you...
I hate feeling like this.
Our love used to be so bliss.
From each touch to kiss,
I will always have a feeling to miss you.
I am only human.
Nov 2014 · 644
Dancing in Love
A farewell hug from her,
Felt like the sunset’s whisper.
But that was yesterday.
And like the sun, I know she will return today.
Amazing how much a gesture can say.
We are the moon and sun,
Opposites moving in attraction to one another.
We say what’s needed without saying a word.
This love is a dance, and we are the music.
The drumming of our heartbeats,
The strumming of our heartstrings,
It’s all beautiful to my ear.
Stop worrying darling, we can dance in this love without a care,
Float in this boat without a steer,
Wherever we are going, I know we will get there.
Don’t worry about the direction of the wind on our sail,
We can get there even with a breathless air.
I’d love to see the destination with you,
But the pilgrimage is priceless.
The words off your breath, is a harmony of  instruments,
You are my favorite song,
And if you continue to sound,
I promise we will dance all forever long.
Nov 2014 · 2.3k
Monsters
Don't go, check under my bed.
The monsters are only afraid of you.
Don't go yet. Look into my head.
Where the worst of them live.
The monsters are inside of me.
Can you see them and all the things they do?
They are inside my head, torturing each memory.
At night, I dream that one day I could fly.
That I can escape my head and live in the sky.
The nightmares take over and I fall.
Every night, I am going nowhere.
Maybe if I stay a little longer.
Maybe if I stopped giving a care.
Maybe I can change this strange world of mine.
Gravity pulls me down.
Right when I think I can fly,
I fall to my death.
Who knew it was so easy to die.
But how can I die, when I'm already dead inside?
There's no thought, there's no brain.
Yet again, have I gone insane?
The monsters have taken over my head.
My own thoughts, used to be mine.
So, check under my bed one last time.
Nov 2014 · 831
Like an Ocean
Love is like an ocean.
Pushing you away, defiantly the tides bring you back to me,
Along with each old memory.
Drowning in love, has never felt to peaceful.
My heart is flooded.
Feeling cold-blooded,
How I want you all to myself.
Is this really selfish?
They say there's plenty of fish in the sea,
But baby, you're the only one for me.
Your impression on me was like footsteps in the sand.
Oh how I wish we could run away together,
While grasping your hand,
Running into the sunset.
But you washed me away.
Now I'm just sand, cold and wet.
Salt washes over my lip.
Maybe from all the tears you brought me,
In waves of sadness.
Deadly upsurges crash into the shore.
Is love supposed to hurt this much?
Is love supposed to be a war?
I say love is like an ocean,
But was this really love?
Nov 2014 · 747
Waking to You
That golden glisten in your eyes,
That, is my morning sunrise.
Waking to them laid upon me.
They make your face so warm and lovely.
You watch as I peak at you through my sleepy eyelids,
A pure, white smile revealed under your rosy cheeks, emerges.
Then, you lean over and you apply a soft gentle kiss upon my lips.
Throughout my body, your love surges.
There is no better sunrise than to wake to you beside me.
There's no other place I would rather be.
I wish that you could see,
What I see, every crisp bright start of another day.
I won't remember this memory, any other way,
Than the golden perfected morning, waking to my angel.
How long will this morning last? Only time can tell.
In my thoughts, I lay here forever.
Here, in my perfect morning.
I'm hoping every morning, I could wake to your beauty,
As long as you are here with me,
I'll hold you close and put my arms around your waist.
We are not having ***,
Just laying in rest,
Enjoying each others company.
Two halves of a relationship, in one bed.
It creates quite a harmony.
I'll lay here 'til we're wed,
Then to eternity.
Nov 2014 · 484
Too Young
I was young.
Paralyzed by the way the phone rung like church bells.
Picking it up to say goodbye was frightening.
My beautiful world casted in lightening that night.
World War Two looked easy the way he fought his last fight.
Walking the hospital floors was almost impossible.
Each step was lifting lead shoes.
There's too much of my heart to lose.
I never knew that would be goodbye.
The words from your last breath to reach my ears,
I still hold them dear.
“I love you” made a million tears.
You're gone.
I know you never meant to leave me, but I feel neglected.
“He's in a better place.” Ran through my mind and off my lips like a broken record.
The song selected as carefully as he picked out words from his vocal chords.
He always knew just what to say.
I tried convincing myself it was going to be okay.
But I'm no liar.
I was never okay after they had cut off his life support wires.
Heaven was quick to take him in.
It hadn't occurred to me until his wake.
I promised that day I would not shed any tears, I was as strong as him.
We were too alike, that night I sobbed my hardest.
He left behind his tools and sawdust, to me it looked like stardust.
For days my stomach wouldn't settle.
I could never be comfortable on my own.
Surrounded by people in black, hugging me so tight.
It wasn't enough to stop the poison in my veins of feeling alone.
A day in hell was brighter than this funeral night.
I was too young.
The fist time I had seen my grandmother cry.
Right before my own two eyes.
Her heart was with him, I seen both die that week.
The adults thought I was too young to see the truth.
They were too old to know I had already left my youth.
I held a deep breath hoping not to break as I reach his casket,
As I looked at his face one last time for good I collapsed.
The breath released all at once, hysterically crying.
In my entire life, nobody had ever seen me so upset.
Years pass more years and not a day goes by.
Today I feel the same as the first.
My memories are cursed.
Everyone assumes my past was good.
They won't understand that dark childhood.
Bubblegum and candy was nothing like my tainted blood.
I collapsed at his casket.
I never got back back on my feet.
The sadness hardened in my heart.
To this day I still wake with tears like concrete.
Thoughts of him scatter like broken glass in a million parts.
There's no repair, only pain.
The tears are the last thing I have left from him so I'll proudly wear them.
Reliving my most frightening nightmares in order to stay sane.
At 82 he got cancer in the left lung.
We were all too young.

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