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I look at you .. your countenance and demeneour .. how one eyes follows the other and curls of your hair address this courtship unknowingly .. and at a gaze when all at once, my eyes brush off your glance, . hiding in plain sight, what our gentle nudges couldn't hide ..

You do not say .. in fear and worry for what might, I do not ask .. illusions of my habits overcomes.. and yet, we nurture that infinitesimally small fire .. hoping meekly in our hearts .. that something or some force would cater to our reconciliation .. but it never does.
A courting by the falling snow.
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear
saying it was saying about the feelings you have,
you wanted her to feel.

but, she heard it before.

you can't blame her
but she did

she had felt the world dance around the same beat
swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind
when she was on her way to the beach
one hot summer day.

she had fell asleep on the same song
on a school night
having to wait to be validated.

she have cried on the same song when he left her

now, ask your self:

are the songs really for her?
Just a piece of advice. It has been a mainstream gesture between everyone to showoff our playlist to our significant others or even to those people we like. Yet, let's be mindful and be sensitive of the songs we sometimes send to them or dedicate to them as it will have an impact to their emotions and also their impressions to us (especially if you're still trying to impress them) If possible, try to sing yourself the songs you wanted them to listen so that they could feel the sincerity of emotions you wanted them to feel of you dedicating that song. Because little do we know, they have already heard the song, or they already have cried on it.
JK Cabresos Apr 10
build your defenses
as infrangible as

great wall of china
along the himalayan
mountain range

𝘣𝘢𝘡 π˜ͺ 𝘩𝘒𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝘡𝘰 𝘒𝘭𝘡𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘒𝘡𝘴
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neth jones Feb 27
i'd like to keep my feelings for you...
direct
but experience has told me oft
it ought be conducted otherwise

i am to understand that
expressions of feeling toward another
must contain Fluff and Padding
i am to understand
that when expressing romantic feeling
lies are expected

somehow
amongst this great dishonesty
i shall slip you the true code of my communication
relay that feeling
meshed into the fabrication

the falsehoods of the romance
can reveal honest belly
in the gelatine of the fiction
Colt Sep 2018
When monsters fall in love, do they leave their ways behind them?
or terrorize towns hand in hand?
Do they still open tops of buildings like giant jars of jam
with giddy smiles striking fear for miles around them?
Will they still pick planes from the sky? Or just the crust from their lover's cloudy eyes?
Do their mangled hearts become manicured?
With razor claws brushing wretched jaws,
will children hear them making out in closets?
Will they huff and puff at armies, or yell sweet nothings to pass the time?
Their passion would be fascinating, making love while making masses fear their wrath.
And maybe if we're lucky, we'll see two monsters in the park--
with lipless mouths and fighting tongues--
showing us a love so stark, it would be a first to be given hope
by such vile a folk.
For there's a chance for all of us, if even monsters fall in love.
Devin Ortiz Sep 2018
I fell hard for a stranger,
Her words, the pauses between them,
The boldness in which she spoke,
And of course the confidence in her approach.

But, woe is me, captivated fool.
Palavar was a sweet heat exchange.
Fast passion in shared interest.
The flurry of tongues refreshed,
Impressed by the company of another.

I left with only a name,
No good at this game,
Of courtship.
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2017
Girl, boy,full moon,
Candle light dinner,romance,
Boy says,"Pay the bill."
After so much courting and romance my boyfriend told me to settle funny the bill
DEW Apr 2016
He clears his throat,
offers a hand,
lady afloat
begging to stand...

but where is she now?
The gentleman's moon...
his strides upon Earth
whose labors to croon?

Here, gentleman, hear
her breaths are so soft.
Need this dough like skin,
a taste so aloft?

Her pulse like a symphony,
her steps on pools glistening,
her lips your night litany,
her hands light-wrought ivory.

Gentleman she swoons!
Her hips like snow dunes,
her words gentle noons
that light up your Junes.

Yet you stay away,
your respect holds sway.
Though she is nectar,
you drink not as night
does day.

Your gentle ways
lengthen the days,
though distance kept,
you oft' purvey
a sense of love,
as she turns your way.
Enjoy!
Keep time and good company,
Stay laissez-faire,
Of your diet, be mindful:
Of your body; take care.

With intention and tact,
Choose well what you wear,
Downtown or in the garden,
Be seen without glare.

When you're mannered and prim;
You're fit to a pair,
Politely, be you,
Though be a you they can bear.
I wish I had been told this when I was younger.
Trupoetry Feb 2016
When's the last time we discussed your beauty?
Taboo the way beautiful lays itself across the strength of a mans character
but you are

Stunningly, captivatingly beautiful
& Its not your chiseled arms
or your abs
its you

Its the way
wait...
Have I ever told you that you're beautiful?
That your beauty keeps me talking
how talking keeps me off track
but in line
and tracing circles

around your eyebrows
across your lips
down your back

Have I ever told you that you're my best friend?
That there is a joy in seeing your face after a long day
dinner tastes better on those days
and I sleep more soundly

Have I ever told you that you are worth it?
That God loves you
That he sent me to remind you
that you're beautiful

Have I ever described how comforting your laugh is?
The way it tickles me
and allows me to keep a pinch of it in my pocket
to sprinkle on me and around me
on days you are on my mind but not around me

If I never have, then with these words I always will!
Poems live forever and your beauty, well...
Its timeless
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