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Spirited soul's bluest hood
covers your greeting smile;

We recognize our aspiring
wishes to gaze near the source

core, the centers of playful galaxies
arisen in one swift loving gesture

You said you're hitchhiking
toward my theater of dreams

I affirmed, smiling, as I stumbled
a bit; wanting to sit by your side

You, willing to recognize our
sweet holly humourous deeds

Even when the presence is murky
you shine green jades and gems

Flamboyant friend from along
Unexpected academic creatio

Having a premonitive chance
that next time we will coalesce

More than we ever expected. . .
Written For the One my Spirit loves. . .Unconditionally!
Manu M Oct 2015
My darling you do know right?
That I love you in spite of every ‘in spite’
And forever would love you this way
I know you’d wonder-Why did I leave then?
Well sweetheart, have you ever seen
The sun and the moon intertwined?

We always believed that I
was your apple sauce
And you my pork chop
Either went missing
The delight shall remain incomplete

But love, you do know it hit both of us
How weak was the foundation of this structure
Infallibility is not something each
Relationship can afford
With which I perfectly agree

But only if it were for errors committed
Honestly in love
This moon would have defied
The force of gravity to reach his sun
Even when it meant burning his identity

My ashes would also have
Whispered your name girl
If only our attempts had been honest
Just for once

For the eyes drifting upwards
Did see us together at times
But hon, we were never intertwined

If only our apologies had some substance
If only our love were more than just pleasure
If only it were based on truth rather than fraudulence        
If only we had recognized OUR relevance

I’ll not waste much of your precious time
End I shall this sorrowful ballad
With these final parting lines-
“That every night this moon re-lives
The vivid memory of
The light radiated from his sun
That helps him hide the bruises, ugly scars
Dark holes in his soul from
The world’s gaze

Shining brightly every crepuscule
Following a similar phenomenon
As that of the celestial sun- giving its light
From millions of miles away to its celestial moon
The distance in no way affects the connection
between the two

Cupcake we both know that the moon
Will never have light of its own
It is the sun that will forever be the source
And the miles will forever exist
And must be maintained
To prevent the breaking of hearts beyond repair
Prevention is a necessity
Since the sound of such an apocalypse
Might remain unheard
receiving none’s attention and solace
For sound does not travel in space”
Jamie Lee Sep 2015
Six hundred, fifty-eight kilometers,
or four hundred and eight miles;
both represent the distance,
that separates our smiles.

One thousand, four hundred,
and forty minutes in a day;
all spent thinking about how,
you are so far away.

Each beam of sunshine,
feels like a hug from you.
Each star that twinkles.
is for my dreams come true.

I will smile at the sun,
wishing you were here.
I will look upon the stars,
holding back the tears.

I promise to be strong;
always there for you.
Holding on tightly,
we will see this through.

There will be a day,
to never say goodbye.
We will forever be,
by each others' side.
To rest with you each night, and wake up with you each morning, would be absolute bliss, my only simple wish.


Copyright ©2015 Jamie Johnson
Cori MacNaughton Jun 2015
If Dog is best friend
then Cat, my sweet little love,
is my soul’s tonic
Bad pun, I realize, but hey!  It's poetic license!  ;-)

For my Bonnie cat, the first cat I had as an adult, who was:
All. About. Mommy.  
My little sweetheart, and the one who convinced me that, not just a dog person, but I'm a cat person too after all.  ;-)
Mosaic May 2015
I'm still so sensitive
in parts of my body
that have not been rubbed raw
by human touch
Dhaye Margaux Apr 2015
I want to write another poem for you
Sweetheart, do you feel, do you really know?
Your hugs and kisses inspire me so
Saying bye even for the moment is hard to do

Last night was just another inspiring date
Only pure love inside I feel, no space for hate
Tonight, meet me again, please don't be late
For you, I will sweetly wait and open my heart's gate

I want to write another poem for you, my sweet man
Another set of words, not a scribble just for fun
I will prepare the garden set, everything that I can
Tonight, you will feel once more you are my only one
He and she...
Martin Narrod Apr 2015
I am drunk on your breath, while a slave to your sighs.
I live in your heart and sleep in your mind.
Keep me in your eyes, and lend me your hands.
I want to live next to you wherever you choose to land.
There's a time when we thrived near the cockerell plain
In the strawberry fields where we danced and we played.
It's so unbelievably ****** to be three thousand miles away,
We haven't seen we for three years, but we work towards it every day.
Nothing ***** as much as being in the wrong state.
Being in the worst way, and living in the wrong place.
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Dhaye Margaux Apr 2015
We had another date, for me a quality time
A situation I always want to have
We shared our laughter with our silliness
Sweetheart, you're my greatest gift from above!
Thank you for making me smile. :)
River Scott Apr 2015
there's something missing
a hole in everything I do
a hole in my existence

i hate to say it
but sweetheart, you
you are what's missing

i try to deny
that i miss you
day in and day out

it's hard to move on
when that's emptiness is there
and you seem to be all that fits

i just want you
back by side
to love me forever.

-r.y.s
I keep trying to move on, but I can't do it.

I'm trying to write everyday now. I stopped and I hated it.
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