ROSES ARE RED

Roses are red,violets are blue. You think you broke me,but, I'm going to show you.
I'll come back even stronger than before.
Your lies and deceit don't affect me anymore.
I'll be even more confident, wait and you'll see.
You thought you could take my dreams away from me.
My belief in my abilities, but, here’s what is most sad;
You'll never know the diamond you had.
What was once in ruin is more solid than ever….after you tore me down.You thought you were clever.
Now who's the smart one?.I am, without a doubt. I've changed who I am, both inside and out.
I won't accept anything less than a heart that is true. The days finally come, I'm over you.
If you ever realize the pain you have caused, If you finally see how you made my life pause.
I hope you never hurt anyone else that deep. Because in the end, what you sew, you'll reap.
Someone else will come along, that captures your heart,and before you know it, will rip it apart.

Randy McPeek

Find a way    

I’ve been told so many times I wear my heart on my sleeve.
If the case, then maybe it’s what is most important to me.
I’ve been lonely for too long. What’s past is past, now it's time move on.
I’ve been hiding all my dreams of love away, just in case I could use them again someday.
What I really needed was some time.I had to  create a space inside my mind.
All I want to do is find a way back into love.

I’ve been watching, but the stars refuse to shine. I’ve been searching, but I’m missing all the signs.
I know that he's out there; the one that I'm willing my life to share.
I’ve been looking for someone to shed the light, not somebody just to get me through the night.
I could use some direction, and,I’m hoping you'll give me suggestions.
All I want to do is find a way back into love. I don’t want to make it through this life without true love.

So,if I open my heart again, I believe you will be there for me in the end.
There are moments when I don’t know if it’s real, or if anybody feels the way I feel.
I need validation, not just another negotiation…and if I open my heart to you, I know that you’ll show me what I need to do.
All I want to do is find my way back into love.  I just want to make through this life with one true love.
I know that it's my turn; my dreams of love are too bright to not burn.

By,
Randy McPeek

Apart from your world

Again I am faced with this bittersweet truth; I'll never belong in your world.
I’m on the outside looking in,and,I ponder how all this unfurled.
I met you and I fell too hard and fast, not knowing where all this would go.
We shared so much I was convinced it was fate; you too felt you’d never let go.
Our days together were filled with joy, it was easy to hold on,and believe.
We trusted in what we thought would eventually happen,how could we have been so naive?.
Like all good things the reality hit,and I knew my hope was a dream.
I saw the life you had before I was in it, the difference between us, extreme.
How do I fit in your life of so much? I can only give you my love.
Alone now at night I recall each kiss; your face looking at me from above.
You told me to wait and believe in the future, I wish you could see what I do.
Our life together is not guaranteed, could it all be just a rue?.
I pray for the day I'm not left waiting,and the love we share won't be hidden.
It's like we are characters in a romance novel where our passion is shunned,and, forbidden. I only know that I am devoted to you, even if just for a time.
Being with you has opened my heart, and what you have shown me, sublime.
What love is complete without great patience? I'm not sure that I know.
To say “Love is transcendent” embodies the truth. It is indeed, most apropos.

Randy McPeek
12/28/16

My Teardrops

If I showed you my teardrops, would you collect them like rain?
Store them in jars, and label them “Pain”.
Would you follow their tracks from my eyes down my cheeks, as I write the poems I'm too inarticulate to speak?.
Would you stop them with kisses,and,bring their flow to a halt?.
As you teach me that pain isn't always my fault.
Would you hold my face gently as you dry both my eyes?.
And whisper to me “You're too beautiful to cry”.
If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you show me your own?
Embracing my loneliness
Until I'm no longer alone?.


Randy McPeek

It's like a beautiful dream come true;
That The One for me in life is you.
With the cutest smile I've ever seen.
My muse is what, to me, you have been.
Spreading joy and happiness all around;
You are like a prince with an invisible crown.
I look at you and ponder my fate,
With you, all my problems dissipate.
Every moment is magical and feels so right
I want nothing more than to stay wrapped in your arms all night.

You filled up the places in my heart.
“I didn't know “ were empty from the start.
Your immense love depicted in every gesture;
Makes me feel blessed beyond any measure.

Life beyond us would be incomplete without you.
For every jigsaw puzzle missing, you are the clue.
Without you in my life, I would merely exist,
You are The One my soul can't resist.
Our lives intertwine,and together,we belong.
It's as if we are two halves to a beautiful song.
Each of us is a part of something greater than before.
I can't wait to see what our future together has in store.

Randy McPeek

The “Perfect” Man

He will get inside my head before he crawls into my bed.
He will be an articulate gentleman, but, straight up gangster when it’s time defend me.
He will kiss me in the club, but, beat up the **** that walks by me and grabs my ****.
He will be sensitive enough to read my poetry in the park, yet, adventurous enough to make love underneath the stars when the sun goes down.
He will not be a “Prince charming”. I don’t need saving.
He will be the beast that steals me away from the fool, and makes me understand what a real man’s touch is supposed to feel like.
You see, it’s not hard to be the “Perfect” man.  You will already be perfect if it’s meant to be.

Randy McPeek

Poets are..
Forgetful. But they remember everything. They forget appointments,and what time dinner is.But they remember what you wore,and how you smelled…
On that first date.
They remember every story you've ever told them- like ever. But forget what you just said.
They don't remember to water the plants,or to take out the trash. But they don't forget how to make you laugh.
Poets are forgetful.
Because...they are busy remembering the important things. Like how to love someone with all their heart.

Randy McPeek