Her life had been built
Purely to love
To love with everything she is

But her greatest fault
Was that no one
Could ever love her back

So she took the smiles
The friendship
The closeness

Always knowing
No man
Would hold her

Love her

Give her what she has given him
Courage to be themseleves
The ability to feel special

She cannot be loved
But that cannot stop her
From loving.

Winter Born
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March 20, 2014 at 11:21pm

I was once winter born for three days

I was once static cold

it was a breathtaking beauty

the cold was a dagger to my skin

yet no experience of sweet melancholy ever changes

ashes became lost memories of Desdemona

and the foolish act of madness

was everything real before,or after the storm?

was everything real before the fall of man?

i was once winter born

i was once static cold

a beautiful landscape slipping into shadows

a glance from the beauty of a black tear

i can taste her tears on my lips

they are as wild honey,and black licorice

when i see her eyes

i always feel as if i were absorbed into them

yet i apologize for being poetic

because i"m a wandering leaf without a shadow

i was once winter born

i was once static cold

The earth is robotic,
spinning, ironic,
nothing is different,
nothing makes a difference.

I often infer the truth,
but prefer not to talk to you,
so I will continue to assume,
that there is nothing in common between us two.

Love is a victim,
of a commercialist vision,
of red hearts and Hallmark cards,
Disney movies and lonely bars.

I try not to notice,
but these people they don't know this,
so they walk like they're robots,
smile and make small talk.

I pray that one day,
it will all go away,
that our interests will align,
be not robotic but sublime.

And the earth it will spin,
not on gears but on a whim,
it would all be much less formal,
it would all just be normal.

You need nothing but your smile
no cares, no worries, no style

As we venture out on an escapade
to ensure that our dreams never fade

Walk, talk, laugh and love
nothing else but heaven above

We roll in the clover,
one under, one over

We dare to caper away together
we don't even stop to notice the weather

When it starts to rain, we don't care
we giggle and find some cover to share

Oh, and when the night comes rolling in
that's when we know what this day has been

If but once in a while, we can take a chance
going off to explore in our lover's dance

Then we can suffer the days apart
knowing there's no end to what we let start