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 May 2012 Nicole tanner
Keiko
As you kick me out your house to leave
I do concede
These feelings that I plead
For you
My heart still bleeds
For you

But whether you understand or care
Is neither here nor there
I simply breathe air
For you
An unrequited affair
For you

These words are conglomerated
Only confusion is created
Cognitions translated
For you
Feelings inflated
For you

A bleak misunderstanding
A fatal crash-landing
But feelings expanding
For you
Notwithstanding
For you

Despite this bitter fate
These feelings won’t abate
I will stand by and wait
For you
In a terrible state
For you
They say actions speak louder than words
but I’ve never been one for shouting
so here’s my quiet confession
only for you; my sole obsession

My mounting
                    feelings soar
                                      on this paper

My words may not roar
But rest assured
They are true.
I need no hyped up hyperbole
No profound, mind-boggling simile

no hiding
behind complex imagery

all I have are my naked words

bare, exposed emotion
unbuttoned passion
white expression
embrace this page
clinging tight.


Still
nothing I write
can ever capture this feeling
no epic, no odyssey
can chart this journey of
                flying
with you

I am not Shakespeare
Dickenson
Frost
I’m just a fool; lost
Without you

I am not trying to compose a classic
not trying to re-write the Romantics
these are my words
from heart to hart

I love you
Democracy will not come
Today, this year
   Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.

I have as much right
As the other fellow has
  To stand
On my two feet
And own the land.

I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need my freedom when I'm dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.

      Freedom
      Is a strong seed
      Planted
      In a great need.

      I live here, too.
      I want freedom
      Just as you.
This broken heart,
is falling apart,
and you have no clue.
The strength that you have,
what you can do.

You have the power,
to cause me pain.
Left me broken,
never the same.

You nail me to,
your wooden cross.
Throw stones at me.
You spit in my eyes,
till I can't see.

You took what was ours,
and threw it away.
Took our love,
and put it to shame.

There was a shower,
of rain today.
It gave me the power,
to throw you away.
Throw our memories away,
throw the pain away.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Your smile
tastes of mint smoke.
It’s refreshing
against the taste of my tears
and the drink you gave me
to stop them.
Your eyes
trace their way down
my body
seeing
knowing
touching
every little sweet spot
long forgotten.
Your hands
melt into mine;
a connection revisited.
And for a moment
I see in your gaze
that (love lust longing) we shared.
I blink
and it is gone
in the moonlight
and blinking light
from your clock.
So I close my eyes
and let the smell of tobacco
in your hair
and the smile against my lips
bring me
to a dark connection
I know far too well.
We can be together.
Just one more time.
Just for tonight.
I fear the way you love me:
That tender-touching kiss
Seducing me to nightly
Sink deep in your abyss.

Those smooth caresses take me
To places that I dread,
Your cunning fingers rouse me
To plan such lies ahead.

But while we writhe and tumble
In lust's hypnotic hold,
I fear the final stumble
That will see the truth unfold.
© Marcus Lane 2010
You make me feel like
I've never been before,
the key words we used to say
are so sweet to be heard:
I just want to fall in love
over and over again to you,
for it has been a couple of days
since I've let you enter my world.

Maybe I'm just the first man in line
standing still for you,
expecting for your cue
to be completely intertwined:
and so, it's just like
you have given me an attention
that now, I can't help calling your name
for it always crosses my mind.

I need no experience
to create such glittered moments,
the essential thing needed
is just what they called love;
for all I see,
for all I do
and for all I know,
the reason that
I'm spending my time like this
is because I'm stuck on you.

No matter how long
that I'll be staying to entirely have you
as long as I still have the courage,
I won't let you go:
and even if now that you're so near
but still so far away,
I will still wait for you
until you will perceive
that I'm ever stuck on you.
© 2010
when she walks, she does
so with a lighted crown,
as if always wearing
her favorite gown

when she smiles even suns
would reflect those rays
with their never ending
source, to which is cure
from my sickness, fast to
come, faster go when she
is near

when she laughs I have
not one worry, although
be they jokes of me, still
letting us be in time
without one hurry

‘when’ does not apply, thus
making every stair of stars
jealous, wishing not they be
compared to her eyes and
rightly so, for simple thermo-
nuclear fusion keeps them
energized and bright, oh
but how weak even then it
appears when you realize

how beautiful yes, she be
even more so, for it matches
what lays beneath
There's one thing
I have to tell you.

I can't stop uttering,
anything about you.

Whether its about the midnight rain
and how it describes your voice so well,
or the way you won't stop singing,
till you're satisfied and sewn me to sleep.

If I look at the dark orange spotted afternoon,
or the satin red leaves of autumn.
I'll know its been a while since I've thought
of you.

If I hear the chalky barren concert of concrete,
or the uproar of the arid wind.
I'll have forgotten what your voice
sounds like.

If I feel the reticent tremble of winter,
or the cold bitter piercing destitute bed.
I'll remember why our adulation had
my heart in a headlock.

I cannot give you the world
or my name.
Because I do not own them.
All I can give you is my love and lungs,
that is all that I have and hold.

All I'll ever ask of you is for your voice and love.
You make my head lighter with just
some notes you sing.
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I had built a wall
Layer by layer
Mortar and stone

Until it was so high
And so strong
I thought no one could break it.

But I overlooked something
Because when I was done
There you were.

You just slipped right past my wall
Without even noticing its presence.
I was too surprised to push you out.

And then a funny thing happened
I was happy
And at peace with the world

And reconsidering my wall
Reconsidering
What I was protecting myself from.

I didn't have much of myself
To give away
But I gave you some of what was left

But not so much
That it would destroy me
To have to take it back.

Because I'd been though that before
I gave away so much
And still most of it is gone.

I've been hurt into being
More cautious with my feelings
Than I used to be.

And it turned out to be
A good thing
A blessing inside a curse

Because when you gave that piece back
It hurt
But I knew it could have been worse.

Because you can't break something
That's already been broken
By another.

There wasn't any part of me I gave you
That you could destroy
I didn't give you that.

I keep my heart close to me
Because it belongs to another
You were only borrowing what I had left.

So I will be fine
Because I've been through worse
And you are not my Kryptonite.
2011
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