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awoke with a sneeze as desperate eyes shut
against the dust floating in through rays of sunlight
I can't quite tell if the sweet smell of summer is still trapped in the jar beside my bed but I'm praying the air Is anything but crisp
your voice is straining through the crack under
the door and your words are burning a hole straight through my head
Im staring ahead passing the only places I've ever known
and everyone knows it's not because I am strong

I lost you somewhere between wrong notes and dark hallways-
our love is falling down the staircase like cigarettes and rain and
I don't know when I'll be seeing you next
as I hear it's better that way
But I'm searching for familiarity everywhere that I go and if I find it in your eyes tonight-
please don't make me live without you

Jet Black night and Saturated thoughts break into riots on the street
I'm revolting the comfort of your mind and Im tearing away from the smell of you still lingering in the wreck-
If anonymity was still in the dictionary
 Oct 2013 Delusional Illusion
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I know what I feel
but how do I express it
in a way you understand
that it is real?

you kiss my lips
before I even speak
before I can say
all the words
that haunt me
and send chills

before I get a chance
to perfect my lines
you put your hands
around my waist
and I lose myself
in your eyes
those brown eyes
that make me weak
from just one glance

nothing distracts me more
than his hungry lips
when he pushes me down
towards the bed
and bites my neck hard
so innocent and cute
yet *******
when the door
is closed

my favorite drug to take
is his sweet love
© Natali Veronica 2013.
I wonder where she goes each night,through the square then turning right and being swallowed by the fading light,
I wonder where she goes.
I wonder if she knows I'm watching her, as she goes off across the square and if she does,does she care that I know she wanders off each night to go,
but where?
 Oct 2013 Delusional Illusion
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we burned bridges
then made amends
swore never to think
negative thoughts again
about ourselves or our love

we made a promise
to stay through
thick and thin
until the world
came crashing down
until the stars exploded
in the midnight sky
until the day
it breaks
you & I

people told me it was wrong
to love a man so strong
told me to leave
while I could
but the love
I have for you
is too intense
unlike a small fire
it can't burn out
being without you
would be like
being stuck
in the dark

your heart is my treasure
your touch is my desire
without you here with me
I'd sink like an anchor

my heart could explode
from love gone overboard
the intensity of it all
is so difficult to ignore
I fall harder than I did
the day I saw you
standing by that door
constantly falling
harder than I ever did
before and after

every time we kiss
I feel my heart ignite
I can feel the butterflies
I can feel those sparks
fly into the air
when you're near

when I hear your name
I scribble it on notebooks
when I see your face
I almost lose my senses
everything falls into place
when you're next to me
I love seeing you every night
when you're wide awake
when you're sound asleep
I feel like I live in a dream
seems too good to be real
but it is, truly is
the man of my dreams
is here in person
not just in my mind
or in my thoughts
© Natali Veronica 2013.

this poem was inspired by the love of my life.
he makes me the happiest, luckiest girl alive.
I like being tickled
Because I know you use it
As an excuse
To pull me
Closer

And I like being in your arms
I love you in the morning light when the sun is in your hair
and I love you in the evening when the night is somewhere way out there,beyond the scope and did I not hope to find this?
in the melting furnace of your kiss,the shiver of your touch and I love you oh so very,
such is the muchness of my day that I can watch the light play on your skin,
If being in a heaven sent is where I went and where I want to be
then this life that you have given
is the only life for me.
To stand before an empty sky,
a mind so full of questions
asking who and what and why and hope they're answered before I'm carried off to die,
and should these moments spent alone or with a presence there,that I have always known, be sufficient unto the man?
Another questioning of what the plan could be and who in universal majesty could feed me all of this in just one glimpsing of a lifetime?

The time is but a second guess at someone in their awesomeness who put the workings of a day,encapsulated and presented as a piece of cake.
Who but I could undertake to ask what man or God would deign to make this spinning globe,this many coloured robe in which we live,
and who but man or God could answer me in the beauty of the things I see and the Sun that always seems to be
shining.
Oh Tonight,
Tonight I sleep alone
Sleep I will, but
Not willingly
Nor purposely
I sleep,
For there is no chance in
Gaining precious moments
For there are no way of
Saying words that were
Left unsaid.
Perhaps it is fate.
But I will no longer ponder
On what is done.
And so I will go.
Let the night fold me in his long
Awaited arms
And be there for I am no
Longer needed *here.
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