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 Jun 8 Paul James
Micko
Like stars that knew their place in the sky,
We didn’t find love, love found us
when your gaze brushed against mine like fate,
in that breathless second,
where everything else faded.
Written in silence, drawn in by light,
Like sunlight slipping through the cracks
of hearts we thought were sealed.
You and I were always meant to be,
With a touch like magic,
you inscribed your words into the walls of my heart.


Written by
Micko.
All rights reserved.
©️ April 2025.
The new dawn  222.
 Jun 8 Paul James
Micko
Each day, I wake as though it’s my last.
Breath held gentle, shadows cast.
No sudden steps, no need to rush.
My soul stands half-stitched to this earth,
afraid to leave before it’s whole.

And when the night begins to break,
And silence draws across the ache,
Just longing for a little grace.
To leave no mess, no word unsaid.
I kneel  beside my bed and pray...

God, if it’s Your wish,
Let me live to see the next day,
not to escape death,
but to finish what life began in me.
But if I must, my soul You keep,
For I have lived, and I have loved.

And so I wait, both still and brave,
A quiet prayer in each wave.
Because living, for me, is a sacred thing
a wish come true in a trembling place.
Just hoping to rise to one more day.


Written by Micko.
©️ 3.05.2025
The new dawn 222.
My life was
an open book.
You just forgot
to read a few chapters.
Everyone said:
"Time heals all wounds"
Why then non of my wounds
ever healed?
The truth is-
time cannot stitch
the wounds
that are cut so deep.
It only covers them
with a layer of dust
till the next storm arrives
and carries away the dust
leaving the wounds exposed
to bleed again.
Time is running out,
the heart is giving up.
What was once loved
will be left behind -
a new journey is about to begin
into the unknown.
Like a dream
you came to my life.
Your eyes sparkled like stars
in the dazzling sunlight
as you looked at me.
Your smile, ever so gentle-
Oh, how you smiled at me.
That was the moment
love touched me.
Politics create barriers.

Art builds bridges.
He didn’t just touch me
He stayed in my system
Slaying me softly and steadily
Making me feel his high-grade heat

His masculinity was sheer fire
A gangbuster seduction
That gave me one helluva rush
My love drug I succumbed to

A slow, sweet, and spellbinding high
That hijacked my veins
My hunky daddy
My tasty dreadhead

He was all man
Bold, brazen, and breathtakingly manly
He set me ablaze from within

Made me crave him
Like a round, juicy watermelon
Like a sweet chocolate cake
On a flawless white plate
Like a sizzling steak
That you just couldn’t wait to take a bite of

Everything about him
Was a full-course experience
That enchanted me more
Than anything in this world
 May 19 Paul James
Rochel
I feel like taking you somewhere
Far away from my home
Somewhere I can breath
Where we can be alone

I'll open up my heart
And let you look inside
Fully open to your gaze
And all that I hide

You'll laugh and i'll melt
The way I tend to be
When you're talking out loud
When you're talking of me

There might be a breeze
Or some sun in your hair
You'll apologize for something
And ill say i don't care

Because how could I care
When I'm sitting here with you
When there's so much to touch
So much we could do

I hope the wind will sting my eyes
So you'll wipe away my tears
I hope you'll open your heart too
So I can pick away your fears

I feel like taking you somewhere
Where we can be alone
Somewhere I can breath
A place that feels like home
 May 19 Paul James
Rochel
Who do I plan on calling
When the thunder is brawling
When the lightning is hauling
And my tears won't stop falling?

Who do I plan on telling
When I just can't stop laughing
When the story is worth clearing
And it's something you'd love hearing?

Who do I plan on discussing
When all my blood is rushing
When my face is red and blushing
And youve left me warm and flushing?

Who do I plan on longing
When I lack all belonging
When I want to feel that bonding
And your face is just too haunting?

Who do I plan on sharing
When the songs deserve comparing
When my love is feeling daring
And your laugh is brightly flaring?

Who do I plan on thinking about
If you're all I think about?
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