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Erin Jun 2016
You've got me thinking I must be dying
Because with you I see the light
And I am constantly tripping on euphoric delight
Every moment and kiss, has got me addicted to this….
Love we fell into, this wonderful bliss

I promise you sweetheart, my undying affection
Which has grown only stronger from our first interaction
That instant connection which was pure perfection
How I lived without you, is beyond my comprehension

Without you I was lost, but with you I am whole
And darling, I love you, with all my heart and my soul
I don't write poetry
I write emotions and experiences
interpreted as demented delusions
heartbreak and heartwake
mindsets and trivial stories
from the past, present or a predicted future
deciphered in to something meant to explore
it's all the same without a brain
to make the words written more than words
a poet only does half of the work
your emotions, your experiences,
your delusional interpretations,
your heartbreak, your mindsets
your past and your personality create the poetry
what you take from it is unique
a little piece of someone else
just for you
roses are red
violets are blue,
but none more brighter
than my love for you
My lover loves me.
Funny right?
Well, its funny to me too.
But, for a different reason.
It's funny because she loves who I am.
I find it hard to understand
just how a girl like her
could like a guy like me.
I love thew way her hair shines in the sun.
I love the way
she knows just what to say
when the world seems like
it just got a little too dark.
I love the way she holds my hand,
and how when she does
i can feel every pulse rush through my veins.
I love the way she smiles,
with a certain finesse that has to be professional.
I love the way she leans on me.
It makes me feel like a some body
Not a no body.
I don't deserve her.
I never will.
And yet, here she is.
She loves me.
And i wonder,
if she knows how much I love her.
she's my baby, my angel
And I will never hurt her.
To my one and only,
Tiffany
Pastell dichter Apr 2016
you are my heart beat
you saved me
you are my light
and I know its cheesy
but you are my world
you are my everything
I love you
you are my sky
you are my moon
you are the warm sunshine on a summer day
you are my love
Mishael Ward Jan 2016
It was January 1st... So far as I can recall.
When I fell in love with a woman I met at the mall
My mother had me patiently standing in a line, while she shopped for other things.
15 minutes went by... Then another thirty... As I hoped for something better that this New Year could bring.

I received a tap on my shoulder,
I thought it was my mother as I turned over.
However, I saw a woman in her mid twenties.
As I gazed upon her she said "Hi, my name is Jenny".
She was so beautiful, like waking up to a morning sunrise.
The view was so bright with beauty, I had to rub my eyes.
We exchanged stories with laughs and smiles.
Until we forgot we had been in line for A good while.
It seemed our talk would spark something promissory.
Until another man came into the story.
Maybe it was her brother, or probably just a friend.
Tragically, in this specific occasion it was her boyfriend.
So now it is a memory to laugh at and recall.
The day I fell in love with a woman I met at the mall.
This is cheesy poem I made for a new friend I met at the mall this New Year's
By: Mishael Ward ©
Derek Leavitt Dec 2015
The suns goin down... and it's beginning to get late...
I take her hand now... stare at her eyes and tell her she looks great..
I get lost in her gaze... fighting to find my way out of this glorious maze..
Her hand brushes my cheek.. and I can smell her hair... so tender and sweet...
I take her hand in mine and get on one knee...
I reach for the box and a tear begins to creep...
I show her the ring and she falls to meet me...
I kiss her lips with mine...
and in that moment we can stop time...
She's everything perfect.
Not just physically but mentally, emotionally, healthy and we just connect.
I can't quite explain it... it's just something you need to experience...
Love..
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