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2.2k · Dec 2015
Holding Hands
I used to think holding hands was needles.
To try show possession of someone to society through constant contact.
Having such control over another, whom you supposedly care for.
Steering them through life.
However, now I see the truth.
I now understand why couples insist upon the concept.
It is not to show possession or control.
Holding hands shows absolute love and devotion to another.
It shows the boundless qualities of the heart.
That such simple contact to another makes your hearts beat as one.
You feel safe.
You are at peace
1.6k · Apr 2015
Seasons end (part 2)
As the sunflower awaits the dawn
My heart awaits your touch
Like the roses need the sunshine
And the lilies need the rain
I'd die without your love
I long for the touch of your lips
Without it I could not survive
As the day turns to dusk
I would catch a star for you
If only to see you smile.
To see my northern lights.
1.5k · Apr 2015
This beautiful smile
This beautiful smile conceals and covers
All the pains of disconnected lovers.
This beautiful smile, iv practised for years.
It shows itself now to mask the tears
This beautiful smile has been perfected to hide
All the pains that haught me inside
This beautiful smile is begining to break
I'm not sure how much more I can take
This beautiful smile, believe me iv tried
But it can not take away the thoughts of suicide.
1.1k · Oct 2015
The Wild Roses
She grows where only the wild roses dare.
Showing slenderness and beauty where only true beauty can.
The wild winds bear down to away and uproot her.
But never swaying, standing tall and strong.
She grows out of the wilderness with pure grace.
Moving through the meadows as willed by heaven and earth.
Those few are shown beauty in the darkest of monents.
She is beauty and truth where nothing else dares.
530 · Apr 2015
Seasons end (part 1)
Like the roses and lillies
I think iv had my season
Now it seems
My seasons ending soon
As it's time for me to let go.

Know my thoughts lie with you
My final thoughts of your eyes of golden brown
And smile of precious silk
Just remember, your always in my heart
But soon I'll be on the dark side of the moon.

Now that the moon is rising
From it's waking dead
It's time for me to say goodnight my love
My princess, My everything.
407 · Mar 2017
Hay long bay
If there is such as thing as heaven
This  shall be the moment in which I exist.
No good nor evil,
Just peace and tranquility.
The star light crossing shadows along the darkness.
Only showing nature in its truest form.
Oh how I desire there to be a heaven such as this.
No anger, no hate, no greed.
Just in the peace within this star lit sky.
I feel at home, at peace, with you.

— The End —