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Anecandu Sep 2014
Your picture is on my desktop
To remind me of today
I thought of what to greet you with
My mind began to stray

Back to the times of laughter
Good times in a small office of four
Now all I have are "Cow" workers
Too high on an office floor.

We keep in touch,
Though not as much
As friends in life should’nt be
One line or an annual movie with popcorn for three

So lets celebrate and break the trend
Select a movie or a memorable ends
I’ll be there at the favourite place
A waiting hug, a smiling face.
Anecandu Sep 2014
Love is kind,
fruit of the mind.
Lives more than nine,
Stronger each time

Staining my lines,
Sweeter than pines,
making you unwind,
obliviously blind,

hearing only the chime,
of your hearts as you lyme,
until when you find,
fickle and fine,

in one perfectly aged wine,
then taste sip and refine,
for it will be mine.
Anecandu Sep 2014
You call me just to say hi, a little too often I say.
You promise to be with me long after the Arthritis and the Gray.

You say my name so sweetly, I feel it’s always safe in your mouth,
You sip my Coffee just for the taste, wonder what’s that all about?

You say you like my ugliest shirt, I wear it now every day,
You fall asleep in my old tops whenever I’m away.

I find little love notes in my bag, “hurry home” messages at work.
Away we use up all our minutes like teenagers on every network.

You hold me in manly “Nothing” moments of defeat while I cry,
You’re every woman in the world to me , Sounds corny but no lie.

I still surprise you with a rose, Its years since we first met,
Which is why I love most of all, you never let me forget.

So even though this Valentines day is probably too close to call.
I'd rather be with you anyway to “make love out of nothing at all”
Anecandu Sep 2014
Over the exploding starry display of your smile,
Which mirrors diamonds placed in its “brilliance setting”,
I hover but lightly in my epiphany like this,
Praying my worded arrow does not your heart miss,

For as I stand firm and frozen in times great abyss,
dazed by the nebula of your lickerish scented lips,
gazing at all that bounty that there lies,
behind the luminosity of your Onyx puppy eyes,

I scarce but barely recant my ambushed surprise,
Yet only to retreat to my own reticent silence,
With the memory of your mastered image my only sustinence,
Your beauty decimates, defying sentience and sentence.
Anecandu Sep 2014
From the Azul sky a diving sparkling speck,
An unmatched beautiful creature without circumspect,
The golden leaves of spring like soldiers on parade,
Dip and make way for this fair winged maid.

I have so much longed to be first bite of this season,
To be touched and blossomed to perfection by your reason,
I grow juicy, soft and ripen as I fall for you.
Tumbling into your soft Cashmere hands on cue.

Salivating, I’m tasty, savour me between your teeth,
Sink deep in without remorse, how delectably indiscrete!
Say my name with a smile it’s so safe in your mouth.
I’m tingling the roof of your brain with my flavours coming out.

Take me away! as we fly, I’m cast about like an enchanted spell,
Moistening your soft syrupy lips of caramel.
I’m drained to sustain the iridescent colours of your gilded wings,
Moved by the high passionate notes as you sing.

Your smooth, probing tongue, my flesh diabetically sweet,
Leaving streaks of sienna nectar on fates smeared cheeks,
Wipe away before staining fabric from our black and white lives.
They keep returning, stubborn like long goodbyes.

Surprise! New emotions enveloping, hypnotic like Night Jasmine,
Mimicking a rainwater spout so bubbly, escaping, and exciting!
Your caught hopeless as a fish fly rod with a glass eyed trout
Choking while love swoops silent from heaven to pluck it out.

That’s when you look at my seed and you can tell.
I’m good for your ego but as bad as a toadstool’s spell.
So I’m placed in the first mound of mud you come across,
Where you replant me sprinkled with fairy dust.
Anecandu Sep 2014
Her words so poignant lips colouring my world purple,
I stagger over the edge of the abyss as I crumble ,
Stumbling across our broken bliss,
Feeling the mist of what used to be happiness,
as I free-fall in into the darkness of my lonesome
My heart has no brakes
  Sep 2014 Anecandu
Willow-Anne
"Every single day's the same
And in the end I'm all alone..."
"It doesn't matter what you say...
I feel pain you've never known"

This is how you view your life
As something worth throwing away
And all I wish for is to show you
How to view it a different way

You view the world in black and white
Without any specks of grey
You chose to focus on only the bad
Which causes your own dismay

The real world is full of color
It's a giant work of art
And though it has some shadows
That is just one little part

So when all you see is darkness
And you feel life's become too glum
Just remember that it won't last
And there are brighter things to come

There is beauty all around you
And every day is a new surprise
Full of joy, and people who care
You just have to *open your eyes
<3
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