( french version)

Accentuer me reine de l'amour
Marquez-moi avec ton accent bonheur
Je suis nerveux jusqu'à
Traîné
Il est tu vraiment que je misseth

Atedly Je suis folle lonesomely
Mourir pour maudire mes
Souhaitant que je ne suis jamais né
Voler de la poignée à la naissance

Soulevée par celestials
Et la déesse étoiles
Rédaction sur tablette par le doigt
Mourir pour les planet mars

Un chanteur universelle
Chantez pour les anges
Et les hommes gais,

Mine de Blae yeux
Besoin conviction
Ils needeth car tu
Pour moi, dans letteth

Je suis à ta porte
Bangin dur ****
Laissez-moi en reine de ce soir
Tommorrow si tu, veux laisser moi vient à nouveau !!!

Genoux mines sont fatigués
Ma tête a besoin de repos
Est ton épaule libre pour moi maintenant?
As-je te donne tout le mien meilleur?

Pas dur
Tout simplement
Je suis un séraphin dans l'amour,
Prenant la patience
Alors patiemment
Attente autour avec les colombes,

Je traîne avec apparitions
Pour faciliter cette douleur de l'esprit mienne
Certains sont des êtres de Hellion
Leur cruel pour moi et méchant

Un black-jack puis-je pauvre sur ce fer dans
Un cabas d'Amare mienne,
Il est plein et lourd à
Doth tu exauce comment je suis effrayé?

Car je peux te délie
Je délie ma propre âme,
Je l'ai trouvé la seule reine
Tis celui que je me sens à la maison,

Une cabane, im suspendus à l'écart
Nu à ton monde,
Je veux juste le seul
Qui peux résoudre tous ces tourbillons,

Les temps d'art courte
Jours mines ne durera pas
Toujours
nous ne haveth pas longtemps pour vivant!
Je voudrais que tu donne tout
Et tout
Rêve mine, reine
Et celui à qui je respire

Je suis maintenant un caseworm
Mineself Protection de ne pas être laisser entrer,
Oter ton clypeate
Et lâché tout pour ta parenté

Je suis ton moitié Kindred
Je suis ton romeo à ta vie
Maby un jour tu seras donne tout .....

Un roi une reine,
Mari et femme !!!!          




( English version)

Accentuate me queen of love
Mark me with thy accent bliss
I'm strung up
Hung out
It's thou I truly misseth

Atedly I'm lonesomely mad
Dying to mine curse
Wishing I was never born
Flying off the handle at birth

Raised by celestials
And goddess stars
Writing on tablet by finger
Dying to the planet mars

A universal singer

Sing for angels
And merry men,

Mine blae eyes
Need conviction
They needeth for thou
To letteth me in

I'm at thy door
Bangin hard away
Let me in queen of tonight
Tommorrow if thou, wilt let me cometh again!!!

Mine knees are wearied
Mine head needs rest
Is thy shoulder free for me now?
Didst I giveth thee all of mine best?

Not to hard
Quite simply
I'm a seraphim in love,
Taking patience
So patiently
Waiting around with the doves,

I hang with apparitions
To ease this pain from mine mind
Some are hellion beings
Their cruel to me and unkind

A black-jack do I poor this iron out into
A cabas of mine amare,
It's full and heavy to
Doth thou heareth how I'm scared?

For I canst looseth thee
I'd looseth mine own soul,
I've found the only queen
Tis the one I feel at home,

A cabane, im hanging aloof
**** to thy world,
Just want the only one
Who canst fix all of these whirls,

The times art short
Mine days won't last
Forever
we don't haveth long to liveth
I'd giveth thou all
And anything
Mine dream, queen
And one to whom I breatheth

I'm now a caseworm
Protecting mineself from not being let in,
Taketh off thy clypeate
And let loose all for thy kin

I'm thy Kindred half
I'm thy romeo to thine life
Maby one day thou shalt giveth all.....

A king a queen,
Husband and wife!!!!

Maby I just write to many poems,
Or Maby its just mine way of expressing
How bad this soul wants to be free from mine body!!!

I have these two watches that i keep for so long. It both held the same  time, when you and I first met.

   That exact minute my eyes witnessed,
that rare of a beauty.

         As how one galaxy collided with other galaxy to yield the most exquisite scenery of stars dancing and kissing each other.

                     Slowly...

                     Passionately...

               I have kept these for two simple reasons.

               First, as a reminder that we are existing in the same lifetime.

                Last, so i will not forget that those watches, contain the time of two distant space.

              ** Just like us.

I want someone to notice me.
I want someone to love me.
I want to be wanted...

Emptiness cloaks me,
In a veil of sorrow.
Blinding me from
Sharpened daggers cutting
Deep, painting my soul.

Fragmented into the
Little nothings that compile
Into my gestalt consciousness.
A whole greater than
The sum of my broken pieces.

Rain clouds roll in.
Bathing me in warm downpours.
Cleansing away crimson,
Reminders of days past.
Water trickles through
The cracks in my bones
Gently caressing my wounds,
Retelling warstories, whispering
"It will be okay. "

There is a moment between the cusp of darkness, and the rise of the morning sun
Magic
As the colors of a new day creep forth
The fire crackles as the hot embers burn
Emitting enough heat that I am not cold as I sit here
Soon you return to me
The bench shifts under our weight
You don't say anything for a moment
Allowing the silence take us forward into a new day
We watch the sun slowly creeping
Turning to me, the orange-red of the fire catching the whites of your eyes, bathing them with the soft glow.
I catch you smile and I can't help but laugh
A strange thing us sharing this moment
I am sure you think it's strange too
"Quite beautiful", you say with absolute precision
I tell myself not to read into it
Looking at you, it's hard to not see the attraction
Your features are very warm, your eyes scrunch up like mine when you smile
I think you must know that you're handsome
How could you not?
The sky is a brilliant red now
Glowing off the backdrop of darkness.
The fire seems pointless now, since the sky has burst into flames
Maybe it too looks up in awe and wonder
Welcoming the light of a new day

Your hand finds it's way to rest a top mine,
The instant contact startles me
I feel myself blushing
Your eyes are filled with fire now
A deep burning that I couldn't see before
We sit there silently in the moment
As the morning comes alive.

A new poem to express me.

A simple one written to feel free.

In my work I share my heart.
Hoping to reveal a work of art.
My canvas is my life, my paints my words.

Everything written lingers within.
Till I get a hold of a pen.

Emotions are the colors of my paint.

My fears, weakness and my sorrows.
My heart, my soul and dreams of tomorrow.

The words flow heavy.
My paint drips. I'm a messy painter.
I know it's true. Still I continue and follow through.

Here I am vulnerable with
with each word.

Setting myself up to be heard.

As I write I find myself.

As I write I'm someone els.

Who am I in my poems?

Who will I be?

How will I read?

I'm not sure.

I never am.
I just wait and start again.

Sharing my poems, pieces of me
with strangers and friends, I'm
an open book.

Sharing what's inside me honest to a fault.

Sharing me,
I may fall, but its my life and my call.

Good or bad, this is my release and most of time writing brings me peace.