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Jeff Moats Jul 2010
I swear I tasted you upon my lips,
And felt your heartbeat echoing with mine.
Oh how I've longed, since our fateful eclipse,
To stare into your eyes and watch them shine,
To feel the bliss that only you convey,
And cradle in my palm your ardent cheek.
You put me at a loss of what to say,
And make it so that I can hardly speak,
Most often when I drift back to the start,
Of when we had a love nothing could touch,
And gladly shared between us just one heart.
I'll always and forever cling to such,
To feel you loving me with purity,
And dream alone that we will always be.
Jeff Moats Jul 2010
For once, for twice, I found my knife,
And drew across my tragic life
To paint it all a vivid, flowing red.

But mists will clear, you'll find me here,
with wounds and scars too faded to be seen.

I've fooled you once, I've fooled you twice,
I may have even fooled you thrice,
And all the while the pain you saw
Was tortured and ungodly raw,
I pulled it all from deep within my soul.

And as you saw the blood pour out,
My thoughts and senses drowned your doubt,
And though it all was fake, I felt it still.

Too bad, too late, I drew my fate,
With tales of knives and ******, damaged flesh.

My sore regret is all that's mine,
As all the others start to shine,
I had your gaze but now it's gone for good.
Jeff Moats Apr 2010
No one knows how deep I feel,
How much I love you, no one will.
My heart feels pain, so deep because
I keep thinking of what once was.

When both our hearts were intertwined,
You gave me hope, the future shined.
But now we've been apart so long,
And everything has turned so wrong.

Now it seems we'll never be,
And through my eyes I'll never see,
How can I be naught but sad,
When you were all I ever had?
Jeff Moats Jan 2010
Feeling your touch, a warmth within my soul,
With shyness and with hope I saw your face,
And stared into the eyes that make me whole.
But deep inside my head I knew my place,
And realized that I'd never have you near.
An arm's reach was as close as you'd allow,
And sometimes just a hug, but with much fear,
That I would start to feel again somehow,
And all the pain would rear its ugly head,
When, telling me again, to break my heart;
You reinforce that feelings here are dead.
So, sadly smiling, broken as I start,
To think of of all the happy moments shared,
I wonder if you ever truly cared.

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