Words,
Are the believed truth.
The selfless intentions we've lost ourselves within.
Abhorred by those who don't understand.

Words,
Are the language of our endless thoughts,
Torturously imprisoned if left with no other choice.

So,
Speak to me your sins,
Your loves,
Your pains,
Your means,
And your end.

Spout your soliloquy my direction,
And I would revel in the limitless interpretations of your thought.

Words are LOVE

~Robert van Lingen

Dear whoever is reading this,
You are the most beautiful thing in this world and you don't need anyone to tell you that.you just have to know.....
Your lovingly
Your secret admirer

A full two weeks
How does it
Feel like years
It's nothing
Compared
To some one
Out there
But I guess I'll
Still write
And dream about
You sometimes
If that's okay
With you

Oh the forbidden love,
Let thy soul free
Let it wander
In the forests of glee
And let my soul be
In the forbidden forests of thee
Where the sun of your ignorance
Scorches the love of me.....