#natalee
She sleep without my arms
Laying beneath her head
The firm black pillow
I wonder what she dream about
When I'm not around
My sweet strong-will angel
I lose love, every second apart_
Time is a thief, but I can't complain
Cause soon he favors us more...
® André Pinnock
27-Feb-2015
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
I'm a student of love.
Teach me the truth
that is absent
from much hearts.
Enlighten me
on matters of
passion, deep affection,
sincere love and genuine care.
Misplace my vision isn't.
Illusion had not washed
my eyes
with unrealistic observation.
So what if I-
stripped away the imperfection
of your being and gaze-
gaze upon the flawlessness
of your character?
I'm not lost to inane affection
Rather I'm seeing you
in the true state of love
my queen...
holding nothing
that is spotted
to my lovers pureness of love.
Do teach me, my love.
Please!
don't think I've been bitten
by naive's fang.
Trust me!
Poisonous flattery
is not flowing
through my veins;
thus infecting my tongue
with foolish words to say....
You are perfect....
full stop!
Why, should I say otherwise?
Are you not?
My eyes sees no error
cause love cured me.
Failure to be consistently
who you are
has nothing to do
with you being a being
but my failure
to look deeper to see...
It is I
who have viewed you
with a shallow love
and weak appreciation.
Love in itself is perfect
Though we are not
It remains unblemish
That same love that exist in us.
® André Pinnock
April 07th, 2014
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC