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Diana Mae Jun 2014
Oh I look up to you my sweet darling
With the same gaze I give the stars above
That twinkle in your eyes when your smiling
You world's my heaven that I fill with love

Your mellifluous and eloquent voice
Sends shivers through my demure exterior
I believe things always happens by choice
That's why I chose to be your carrier

I'll carry all your untoward burdens
And bury them into th summer's soil
Where all of your troubles will be hidden
Live your life like the burning midnight oil

Open your eyes my angelic child
To the dulcet world I have designed
Diana Mae Jun 2014
Forget me not, sweet
For you couldn't , even if you try
I am everywhere
I am everything

Every song that you will hear
You will think of me
Every story you will read
You will remember me

Every step you take
You will wish you were holding my hand
Every sleep you do
You will miss my touch

Forget me not, sweet
You will always remember me
Diana Mae May 2014
If you hear love speak,
anything, from a shout to a whisper,
would be turned to little letters
each with their own poem

If you feel love touch
it's like you're being electrocuted,
with a thousand soft kisses
carving their mark on you

If you see love smile
it's as if everything was worth it,
every struggle, every cry
was nothing compared to it

If you love
everything turns upside down
black becomes white
anger becomes sadness

To find love
in the rarest times
in the darkest place
shows just how open love can be

Love doesn't schedule
love comes when it is needed
love doesn't have requirements
love only wants you

If you do find love
hold on to it, don't be scared
but don't strangle, be gentle
you do your best and love will do the rest
Diana Mae May 2014
Remember the time, when we sat on a bench
and you spoke with such eloquence;
I got scared

Remember that time, when we danced in your basement
and you kept stepping on my feet;
there was no music

Remember the time, when I laid my head on your lap
and you were so tired that day;
you made me cry

Remember the time, when you kept punching the door of your room
I was just outside shouting;
we made love that day

Remember the time, when I threw things at you
I slapped and clawed you;
you said "I love you"

Remember the day, when you said you were tired
I begged you to take me back;
you didn't

Remember all those times, because I never will
I may not deserve you, you may not deserve me
but those memories are worth remembering

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