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 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
Virginia S
I don't want you to be happy
with someone else
But if you are with me
you'll be as happy
as a man can be
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
Virginia S
What do I do now
that I've tasted real happiness?
What do I do
now that it's gone?

I can't  control myself
I will never feel this love
for someone else

What do I do now
that I taste real sadness?
what do I do
now that you are gone?
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
Virginia S
There will always be words left
unsaid in this world unless
I repeatedly say
I love you

♡  ♡  ♡
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
Dawn King
I’d like to love again
Days gone by in a
Conceptual state of mind
Realism my best friend
And worst enemy

I’d like to love again
Evenings pass by in a
Manic state of mind
Memories a close treasure
And haunting burden

I’d like to love again
Years pass by in a
Callous state of mind
Ethos my arduous procurement
And grossly arduous to sustain
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
Dawn King
Inhuman humans
Extraterrestrial bipedal
Extrasensory sensationalism
Salvation sensitivity
Helium halo hierarchy
Filtered fixated complex
Validated valor rejects
Calibrated gratitude
Servitude cyanide
Failing fortitude
Mum I love you,
More than I can say,
And more than I can do,
I cannot live a day
Without seeing you,
Without giving you
My morning Kiss,
Without holding you
Around my arms,

You where the one,
That took care of me,
That listened to me,
You where my only friend
When I had none,
You where the one
That mended my heart,
When it was broken,

So I thank you Mum
For being the best one !
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
ryn
Listen
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
ryn
.
••••••••
••••••••••••••••
sound of running puddles•
listen...to the          as they make
window pane•             their way out
   pelting my                         of stagnant
       the rain•                    troubles•listen
            sound of                  ...to the calm
                   ...to the                calling of
               listen                     the moist
            •                          breeze•as it
                 whispers its hopeful
        promises and decrees• 
listen...to the chaos in
   my heart •  heals it-    
self everyday  be-    
fore again it gets    
torn apart      
••••
        

.
Begin reading from mid left of the poem
and work your way round.
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
ryn
Beacon
 May 2015 Mark Lecuona
ryn
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you are
|the lone guardian•|
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standing regal over-
looking the ocean •
as your light spears
far over the echoing
ripples•i must have
misread your beckon
-ing signals•they had
warned me of impen-
ding doom •  should i
come too near to where
deadly rocks loom• but
strangely enough, i find
myself drawn   so much
closer• like a siren's call
that  could not  sing any
sweeter•now it's too late
to even look back  •   i am
now before you under skies
of black•torn asunder by the
ravenous rocks hidden below
• still I'm mesmerised by your
enchanting glow  • waters here
have been the      grave of many
hulls and bows • but...these last
few moments it's just me and you
••••as my love, my beacon,••••
••••••••my lighthouse••••••••
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