The trees sway left and right
it is such a beautiful sight
I lie in the grass and chill out
I look at the flowers that start to sprout
I allow my mind to roam free
as I watch a little buzzing bee
It is such a beautiful day
I am so joyous that here I lay
Come outside and stay with me
It is fun! there is no need to flee.

I'm not in the mood to write a poem
I'd rather look at you, I'd rather read you
Your body is poetry!* I can't challenge that
I'd rather not break my darling gaze
You are the most beautiful poem yourself

You can search
but you shall not find
Nothing
rhymes in my line.

The perfect romance
The overwhelming trance
Is such a scary state
For it can be negate

You were my home and my fortress
You were my dragon and I was your warrior princess
You were my thief and I was your jewel
*Back then... * Everything was mutual

Until

The flames stopped glowing
The fires desist from burning
The candle ceased flickering
Our love halt from growing

You lost that look, your warm stare
I no longer felt your loving care
We've grown apart while we were together
So much for that thing called "forever"

I knew that your love was gone
I felt that I was no longer the one
I decided to ask whether our love was fading
Hoping that I was just complicating

My eyes see what is real
My soul knows what you feel
My heart pleads for it to be untrue
My ears beg to hear the words "I love you"

As my lover didn't utter a word
*It was the loudest silence I've ever heard

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I have fallen madly 
irretrievably & unashamedly 
in love with you: 

Just as that swathe 
of hair that won't stay in place 
by gel or product or spit; 

You have fallen blandly, 
irrevocably & unscathedly 
out of love with me: 

Just as that scab
off, skin-on-the-mend that's pink 
by band aid & ointment fix'd.




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and so he closed his eyes
and breathed in the storm
for which she left in his midst
her perfume and hair and all her things

And for all the destruction she wrought
that left as soon as she came
it left a mess so sweet
and he knew why storms were named after her.

Whatever you want to talk about you
can be sure she will immediately be in
the zone. Unconventional in lifestyle,
she lives alone without modern comforts.
She seems to hitch-hike through life,
having at times ridden with extraordinary
wealth and good fortune. At others, loneliness
and poverty have been her wearisome
companions. A fatalist, she will note your
material wishes, and promise that when
luck shines on her again, they will be yours.
Don't try to change her, you won't get far.
Generous to a fault, when she has money
it slips through her fingers like a croupier
dealing cards. Once she is your friend
rest assured she will remain so for life.