To not fall in love!

But baby,
it´s like heaven
after the dark.

Hell with devil
hide right there...
There in shadows

Little boats bob
Big boats glide
There's life in the mud
An ancient church
And a pub on the other side

Wild flowers bloom in the sun
Protected by the churchyard wall
Inside rows of box pews facing East
Well maintained at least

Oddly laying at the back
A sarcophagus carved in stone
No doubt a gardener
Would value as a planter

No one comes these days she says
Pouring water in the font
Flowers ready
Only people such as us

Satisfied we sacrifice a coin
Pop it in the slot
Walk back past the tower round
The congregation underground
Through the lilting seabird song to find
Ham egg and chips and a drink
Just to wet the lips
It's the Summer time

I think making money to live to regardless how much money you have, or how big your roof is over head, or getting your bachelor or masters whatever ******* you call it just to get a better jobs these day is not life. Doing something you love something your passionate for something to hold on to, is worth the struggle to achieve the dreams that you dream the thing that you were born to do is to create your own world. And decide this is what I really want to truly be proud and say I’m living life.

**By Jacob Cuadro

I shall surely try to become a more worthy self,
but not with myself in mind.
What will it do myself if I am temperate and kind?
Or if I have much virtue, who is that virtue for?
It is solely and completely for you whom I adore.
Love is my greatest wealth,
diminishing purely physical states of "sickness" and of "health;"
when love enlightens my mind and brings me such joyful folly,
the mere act of living or dying makes not much difference to me.
I want to fill my days with laughter; your laughter more than mine.
It must be true that love's great youness is the hope of humankind.

Boneless tongue might say things we don't mean
cause both you and I cursed each other like nemesis
yet my arms stay circling around your neck
and yours on my hips when we share a long kiss

But the moment you tell me that you love me
and I say it back to you
Every syllable just feels so right in my eardrums
and my sieve heart absorbs those words completely
and the motion of our lips looks strangely sweet
they tempt us to lock them together slowly

At times when he says "Iloveyou"
I'd reply with "welcome home"
cause to love and be loved by him
is to be home

Humility
In essence
  Is simplicity
Rise above overbearance
Fall beneath innocence
  To the cowering man
Search out the transperant
Shy feelings
  Don't fret
Expand understanding
Release tension
  Inherit greatness

Shards of glass, they are pieces of The broken past.
All the while, my brain is disintegrating.

While love has a lack of radiating, it sure knows how to sedate you.
Stage one of figuring out, is learning how to levitate off the ground, no need to come back now.

Raised up, aligned with signs warning me I'm far behind.
Reaching for other sides, because so far it is too black and white.