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Aduain Mar 6
When the sky is black with storms
There is a place for you with me,
When the sea is rough and cold
a haven, safe, to be.

When the road is long and rutted,
I’m a smooth tarred motorway
To ease you along the path
to where you long to stay

When the journey’s never ending
I’m the firelight from home
When the anger’s overwhelming
I’m the calm before the storm

When the wind is strongest
Uprooting all around
I’m the steadfast oak
Stolid, rooted, Sound.

When the rain is pelting
Soaking all around
I will be the shelter,
your spirit will not drown.

I know that you can’t see it,
But I’ll always have your back,
I’m here with you forever
to guard you from the flack.
You know what?
It may not feel real to you, but
It does to me.  
Lies so often that it’s uprooted my own
Sense of sensibility.  

Gentle, loving touch
I feel it deep shivers down my back
The services you render
I haven’t seen
Since I ran Allroy off the track.

Peck rapidly with your thumbs
Although you can barely read.
But here I stay, I care
I can’t explain the need.
Lets walk together,
To the unknown bliss.

Lets walk together,
For eternity in light.

Walk with me,
So I am not alone.

Together for a lifetime,
In pathways that are joined.
A Darkened Mind Oct 2018
The embarrassment!
My mum and dad are holding hands!
They're kissing in public
Laughing as i cringe
They said one day I'd understand

They taught me what love is
Showed me to care for someone
more than I'd ever care for myself.
Showed me patience and understanding

Your other half may drive you crazy
But they are yours.
To laugh with and cry with.
To shout at and smile with.
A partnership.

Love is making memories
Enjoying each others company,
Playing scrabble, doing the crossword.
Breakfast in bed with the morning paper.
Small things to make each other smile.
Little notes and silly pet names

Love is honest and selfless
It's not perfection, and constant romance
But it's unconditional And never ending
Madisen Kuhn Oct 2018
i will wait up for you
i will kiss you at the front door
i will rub your back until you fall asleep
we will walk down tree-lined streets
in cities that are new to me and old to you
we will hold hands on trains, in museums
for years, until there are permanent tan lines
on our fragile, well-lived knuckles
we will find rest in one another
on long days, on slow days
together, you and i
M Salinger Aug 2018
Something happens for you
something changes,
a part of your power
a part of your abilities
a part of you

when you’re faced with truth,
and choice,
when moving from known
into uncertainty

and in the face of this
you lose a part of

The words want to escape..
I understand
it is our nature;

it is the human condition
& our shared suffering

but don’t you see?

it only masks the
that come out when
runs rampant
& to win the fight
we must be
& discover
what parts of
our nature need

because I’ve seen you
move mountains
& together
we can move Earth itself

Imagine for a fleeting moment,
the dark side of the moon
and it’s just you & I

summon that same
& fervour

be bold.

in the face of adversity
that is my hope for you,
that you find
your fearlessness
so you can be

The smoke
it hangs low,
a weight in my lungs
like the feeling in my soul

the forests
burn themselves,
and out of destruction,
the new growth is born,
like us

be born again,
let my love
nourish & caress you
scars and all

rise to the
when fear beckons

Lay your heavy head
and tired mind
in my lap
and let your tears
of sadness,
and longing
flow in the space between my legs

let go.

and like that,
I will hold you
& show you the
promises I won’t

let me reveal
my inner corners
as you show me yours,
and prove to you
how tender I will be
with your delicate

tell me,
how do I show you
I am worthy
of all your virtue
& vanity

Something happens for you,
something changes

when you’re faced with truth,
and choice,
when moving from known
into uncertainty,

resist the temptation
& give into me

make love to me.

lay your lips
on mine
& slip yourself
into the space
between my hips

let me show you
true ecstasy,
let the arch of
my back
show you what
words can’t

let our bated breaths
& escaping moans
be our solemn vow
that fear will never
rule here

let your fingers
get tangled in my hair
as your heart beats
against mine,
as a reminder of what
is ours

have courage
& fervour
to hold on,
when fear
taunts you to let go,
when it smirks
because the intensity
almost burns,
& your soul bleeds
and your bones ache
& your will is

in these dark moments,
find strength in me

because something happens for you
something changes,
a part of your power
a part of your abilities
a part of you

when you’re faced with truth,
and choice,
when moving from known
into uncertainty,
when you’re
Debbie Brindley Aug 2018
My heart is breaking
Can you not hear
****** tears weep silently
life is to hard to bare
Through shattered shards
pockets of sadness
seep in
darkness creeps deeper
under my skin
Run from these feelings
but go where
My heart is breaking

This life's Harsh Lesson
Well yeah


In my face
Poking holes in my personal space
It hurts so bad when unable to fix
When life throws tragedy
into the mix
My heart is breaking
What can I do
But be here
beside the one I hold true
Feeling sad
she held onto the
memories of her

I held onto my drink,

what a lovely sliver
of convoluted enlivenment
we were.

our togetherness was as fun as a root canal

as she was giving a lot of attention
to very little importance,

I remained apathetic

and the rancorous arguments
and grumble of accusations
proliferated into violent and
wasteful actions that ran on
the treadmills to nowhere

and this went on while we ripped
5 or 6 pages off the calendar wall.

but soon,

the storm of squabble suddenly abated
when she rewound herself back into
the arms of her old fling like a
VHS tape tracking back in focus,
her heart never changed,
just returned to where it
fittingly belonged
and as for myself,
I marched forward
into the light
with my old friend Jameson,
reinherited and reenergized,
like finding a lighter
in between couch cushions
but decisively, I took on a new
spectrum of positive reinforcement,
and an unyielding outlook
without her
in it.

people involved with
faint-hearted relationships
are like people
who make art:

they create it,
then want to get rid of it
and move on
to the next thing.
Dw1234 Jun 2018
Love someone’s problems
Patch all their holes
People love the remedy
That makes them feel whole

Some call it selfish love
It only benefits you
This is loving yourself
And giving back to who?

You view others as
something to gain
But there’s a flip side to this
Your partners the same

By loving another’s problems
We begin to see
That the love i am giving
Reflects back at me
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