The sun rises.
The wind blows.
Like a tree.
True love grows and grows.

Like a flower.
True love smells fresh.
Like a river.
True love stands time's test.

Two elderly people holding hands.
Walking barefoot on the beach sand.
The young at heart lady is the man's wife.
Love can still be like the sunrise in the twilight of a person's life.

Она простила.
Без лишних слов и прочей суеты.
Она простила.

Она больше ничего не боялась.
Она больше никого не судила.
Она просто взяла и простила.

Она поняла что не знает кто, почему, и зачем.
Она распустила комитет нерешительности в самой себе.
И перестав спорить со всеми, кто знал как надо жить.
Она просто взяла и простила.

Она не просила помощи.
Она не пыталась прощать по книжкам
Не обращалась она к Библии

Она просто взяла и простила............

If I wrote a book,
you will be my central character.
Million copies later,
I may write through your impeccable knowledge.

If I wrote a poem,
you will be in every word.
A couple of views later,
I may speak through your poetic silence.

If I acted in a play,
you will be my audience.
A few applauses later,
I may act out a monologue of glorious affection.

Say hi,
Say hello,
Say no more,
When words stop,
I will understand,
That we are where we need to be.

If I met you in real life,
you will be my soul mate.
A few decades later,
I may seek a second life with you.

So, meet me now! :)

I'd like to write a simple poem

Simplify my life along

With the words that make their way

Onto this blank white simple page

Try my best to relax a bit

And with that said, get over it

Whatever is stringing me along

Keeping me from this simple poem

Lifted up and then put down

Far too many times to count

A simple rhyme before too late

The right words needed to say

To open wide the flood gates

And simplify my life away

Is that too much to ask, too much to want

A simple life, a simple poem

we dream like
an autumn sky,
shining in the
waters of a
haunting moon.
i put my
hand in yours,
get that rush
of fever, eye
seeking eye,
lip seeking lip,
leg seeking leg.

The wind whispered to the trees
Who sent messages in fallen leaves

The bluebell rang out the alarm
And the rabbits burrowed out of harm

The birds carried the message on a wing
Then the forest fell asleep until the spring