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Loving people, without agendas
of hidden motives, is what God
desires from us; if we’re not
authentic, then we are frauds

who lack value… to His Kingdom.
Without the pureness of a heart,
that’s inclined towards Him, we
have nothing tangible to impart

to those, who fail to discover…
their sacred identities found in
Christ, a Savior, Who loves them.
Within Humanity, we’re children

who need to teach others… about
the divine connection and scarlet
thread that binds us together;
we’re a bride and not some harlot

selling herself, to gain attention
for the merits of His Salvation.
Inspired by:
Prov 16:2; 1 Cor 10:31; Isa 43:7;
Matt 5:8; Phil 4:8; 2 Cor 11:2

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.
km Jul 2017
Without you
I am not much
I cannot always do
What you have paved

Words from the heart
Are always better as tragedies
When they taste sour or ****
No one likes a happy love poem

You are not my happy love poem
You never have been
You won't ever be
I don't know if I can face that

I don't know what I'm doing
Watching you from afar
Thinking that this'll help
Getting myself more attached

You wanted to cut the strings baby
I just need the ******* scissors
July 15. 2017
Felix Andlar Jul 2017
In vibrato my breath dances,
As I feel your pianissimo kiss.
There’s no moment more perfect than this,
My heart, your harp,
Your soul, my mandolin,
And our lips play the strings.

And, as my fingers strum your skin,
This is where our song begins

Every inch of you is a beautiful song;
Every measure, a new chorus:
Melodic, dramatic perfection.
Lost in the orchestra of affection
My lips simply sing along
To this song that is just for us.
And the harmony is you.
And the harmony is you.

You know my every chord,
Every word of my every stanza,
You look at me, and my soul dances
To the beat of your touch.
Let’s tear the sheet up,
And get lost in our own concerto

And you change me from within.
This is where our song begins

This love in our hearts will know no end,
It will never require a requiem.
I love music and my passion for it, I think, is expressed here. Enjoy!
Eve Jun 2017
my heart is not fragile
yet when im with you im agile
without you im not worthwhile

my words hardly stumble when i talk
but with you im even shaken when i walk
without you i gawk to find you like a hawk

my vision not too clear, can hardly tell things apart
however with you i see all with my heart
without you im barely even smart

i know not spanish dutch or french
but with you all love songs are sensed
without you all are stentch

with you all things beautiful
without you all things pitiful

i like things beautiful

       lets keep them beautiful.

-fir.m
David Cunha Jun 2017
Without you is without the sun
And the moon isn't there
To watch me in the night,

Without you is unbearably strange
Like a fallen arm
An empty rage,

Without you is heartless and odd
Sinking in bed
Stranded thought,

Without you my poems rhyme
Aren't the same
And the smell of your hair...

...the touch of our lips,
Our first kiss in the car
The endless nights awake

With your love.
june 19 2017
Sweet Calamity Jun 2017
I can't help but notice, this is the perfect song for this moment.
But how many moments has this perfect song influenced?
Don't get me wrong boy, I know you mean every touch and taste,
Because you haven't kissed me like this in years...

But all I seem to care about are these ***** sheets...
Did you wash them for me?
Did you wash them for me?
Or am I laying in your yesterday's regret?
Or have you even given a thought to them yet?

Pathetic that I have memorized the skeletons in your closet...
But I still come back for that kiss you save for what you render as real
Oh PLEASE kiss me again, but keep your hands glued around me,
Because you don't deserve to let them wander...not anymore...

Because all I care about are these ***** sheets...
Did you wash them for me?
Did you wash them for me?
Or am I laying in your yesterday's regret?
Or have you given a thought to them yet?

You know you're the only one that has ever mattered,
The only one I know who has even come close to...
My heart, my soul, my deepest desires
I have always belonged to you, not anyone else... even now

But still... I can't get over these ******* ***** sheets...
Did you wash them for me?
Did you wash them for me?
Cause I'm still here, wallowing, in your yesterday's regret
Knowing for a pathetic fact, you haven't given a thought to them yet.
Kee May 2017
why does it hurt so bad
when does the pain ever stop
when will my tears dry
when will my love for you vanish
why are you always invading my thoughts
i'm tired of seeing you in my dreams
your face on other peoples body
i want to reach out
but you're happy now
happy without me
Paul Jones May 2017
The horizon of      love is without end,
when a place is reached     is beyond us still.
23:30 - 25/05/17
State of mind: deep thought; peaceful; calm.

Thoughts: from thinking - about mortal aims in eternal conquest.

Questions: none.
Colm May 2017
Know not the turn of my cheek
The strength of my chest
Or the way in which my mattress rests
Just beneath the sill
Yet in front of the envelope which waits for you

Though you ought to know
That every line and every word
Was meant to be
In broken verse
Just as it it

That way one day
Only you could find me there within
And surpass the number set before
Thirty-two

For I am my own
And none of her names
Though in idealism
Perhaps a bit, one and the same

And should you never arrive by me
Then the envelope as directed will be
Delivered to you

So worry not
But hopefully it will not come to that
And that I will live to see your face
As you learn such of things

Like the envelope without a name
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