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Martin Trahbeg Apr 2013
LIPS MEET, SO SIMPLE, SO POIGNANT
SMALL EFFORT FOR HUGE REWARD
GIVEN FREELY AND WITH FEELING
LEAVES EMOTIONS DIZZY, REELING

A MESSAGE SENT
A LOVERS SIGNATURE
A TENDER MOMENT
A BOND FOR THE FUTURE

A STEPPING STONE, LAID WITH CARE
MAKES A PATH, A STAIR WORTH THE CLIMB
A TRAIL FOR A PAIR
GETS CLEARER IN TIME  
IT’S INTENT LEAVES NO CONFUSION,
IT’S PURPOSE CLEAR, CREATING LOVES FUSION
Martin Trahbeg Apr 2012
She’s the product of some artist, full of joy right from birth,
The loveliest of all smiling creatures, put here on earth.
A stunning angel came to love me, the canvas on my heart she fills,
I gaze at her works with amazement, and it gives me chills.
My mind has a full gallery of her, the palette vibrant and bold.
I’m the one chosen to record her spirit, given a treasure to hold.
Masterpieces of life and love, I’m filled with awe and ardor
I collect her works; a private collection, not for sale or barter.
Martin Trahbeg Aug 2011
Will you rest your head on me as you wake?
Will you hold my hand and walk?
Will you whisper in my ear and giggle?
I breathe a sigh when I’m near you.

Could I hold you and speak with my eyes?
Could I wrap you in my arms and know you are mine?
Could I kiss the nape of your neck and thrill you?
I breathe a sigh when I’m near you.

Never will deny a touch or word with you
Never wanting time to pass without you
Never wanting for another’s smile but yours
I breathe a sigh when I’m near you.

I know your love is mine to have and hold
I hear you sing the song to my heart
I see the beauty of our lasting love, even in silence.
I breathe a sigh when I’m near you.
Martin Trahbeg Apr 2011
When she’s gone,
nothing else matters
she’s gone.
left me shattered
my heart is so battered
she’s gone.
My life is so empty
Since the day that she left me
My heart is so heavy
She’s gone.
Why did it happen?
Our love was so great
Now it’s too late
She’s gone.
My memories are happy
I know that sounds sappy
She’s gone.
She loves me I know it
Her actions they show it
She’s gone.
Too hard to hold onto
She knows that I want to
She’s gone.
My heart is on fire
It’s not a funeral pyre
She’s gone
It loves her relentless,
How could I prevent this?
She’s gone.
It’s me she still loves
She makes me see doves
But still..
She’s gone.
One day; maybe 10 years
She’ll come back and erase years
I might be wrong,
But in my heart,
She’s like a song…
And I hope
It's not too long.
Martin Trahbeg Mar 2011
Passion is luscious, wet and warm,
Admiring the curves of each others form.
Starts all hurried, urgent the fervor,
Grows to epic proportions and even further.
The rhythm is steady, like a metronome’s beat,
We marvel at the feeling, makes us complete.
It’s a flower, song, or meal to sustain us through life.
It tempers our tribulations; everyday strife.
Passion, for love, is sometimes mistaken,
When we find that it’s not, feeling forsaken.
A passion for life is just as rewarding,
Each step of the way our mind is recording.
Memories hold our life’s short passage,
Some go through them, teetering on cliff’s edge.
Some go out with a flash, some a flicker,
With passion for life, it seems to come quicker.
Thank heaven for passion; it’s truly a blessing,
Without it mankind would perish, about that; I’m not guessing.
Martin Trahbeg Dec 2010
I hear the dull roar,
It’s a growing sound,
Keep moving forward,
don’t ever lose ground.

The cyclone is coming,
No escaping by running.
As they say, "move it or lose it",
Or your life will be forfeit.

Make a strong shelter
From the helter skelter.
Get your life in order,
Don’t run for the border.

Stand and be counted
All obstacles surmounted
Twister leaves you with devastation,
From life’s rubble; new creation.

Like a tree in the tempest
Stand up and pass life’s test
When calm is around, and beautiful the view,
You’ve finally found the new, stronger you.
Martin Trahbeg Oct 2010
The bliss can be fleeting
Two hearts together beating
Love meant to last forever
Don’t touch me…ever

Feelings are hurt,
Just a bump in the road

Words said in jest
Felt like a punch in the chest
Misunderstood, but intentions were right
Whispered words plead your case…late at night.

Tangled lovers unite.
Just a bump in the road.

Old love can be best
Been put to the test
Even old partners can make a mistake
We forget, and others feelings we forsake.

Harder to smooth when deep rooted pain
Just a bump in the road.

Communication is key
Don’t just let it be
We work through tough dealings
Then back are fond feelings.

True love strikes again
Just a bump in the road

Life’s highway is long,
Subject of many a song
How do we get to the end?
With a love, and a friend.

We pave it all smooth.
Was there a bump in the road?
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