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  Sep 2017 Jose H
Katrina Wendt
If I had an inch I'd give you a mile
If you were a frown I'd give you a thousand smiles
I'd give you the world if you asked
But all I want you to have is my heart

I'll write you a song if that's what you want
Then tear it all up if you don't
I'll show you my mind and give you my heart
Just promise you won't rip it apart

I want to know how you are
I want to know your heart and soul
Your voice is a work of art
I wish you could be mine to hold

I never could move on from your eyes
They'd haunt me wherever I go
Quitting isn't always so bad
When giving up on the impossible

Honestly I'd be crazy not to love you
Although the effect seems the same either way
I have dreams of spending forever with you
I wonder if you'd want to stay?
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  Sep 2017 Jose H
lluvia de abril
What shall I say
to the promise of bright moons?

Your lips, I never could refuse

And to your voice at 3:00 am
what shall I say?

You are better at this game
I’ve lost to you, my heart concedes

Is that a kiss that claims my
skin, my thoughts, the me?

Yes...yes...yes

I shall say yes to moonlit nights
so long as you propose
a kiss for every star

I will accept, as you propose
the moon is at my feet and always
bright at night

I shall say yes
my knight at dawn
yet
will you then
stay the night?

Dawn is a kiss, but
for me, for me
sunrise is in your eyes

and the world
the world will always be
for you to save
stay
On the night he stayed and built a bridge from the hues of moonlight into the calm of dawn and rays of sun.

*Credit  for title and inspiration to someone special.
Jose H Sep 2017
What is the point of a game?
Ask yourself
To win? To have fun? No point at all?

We all play the game
Simply for different choices
Without a choice, we must play.

Press start
Take 18 to 21 minutes to learn how to play
Maybe less
You might give up before 18
Sad right? It happens.

Tutorial ends, time to play

Take the next 60 minutes to actually play
Maybe less
Again, some may give up before the end
Maybe the power cuts off
Forced to stop playing

Game ends, how'd you play?
Did you try to earn the most money?
Did you play and just have fun?
Did you spend it teaching other people how to play?

I just finished learning how to play,
I choose to have fun and enjoy the game.
How do you want to play the game we call life?
I've always lived life thinking I had to go to school, get a degree and work a 9 to 5. The idea never made me happy. In my life I want, happy memories, minimal regrets, and a thousand stories. Regardless of how short its cut. Now im making a career in MMA which makes me happy.
Jose H Sep 2017
I walked up a hill
A hill covered in asphalt
Ugly, treacherous land
Although the land, hideous
The land beyond
More beautiful, than anything seen
I climbed this difficult landscape to see
To experiance
What it would be like
To stare into the eyes of true beauty

In my return
It was gone
Burned to ashes
Now i stand here
Realizing the land I loved
Has abandoned me
Standing here
My truest fear has become reality

In my return
I have lost the love i had for only seconds
Yet I have lost the love i have longed for
My entire life.
  Sep 2017 Jose H
Haydn Swan
The wind carries secrets,
crashing waves on rooftop shores,
whistling through the bones of trees,
carrying whispers of sleepless souls,
lost lovers names as whispers in the night,
swirling shadows of bending boughs,
knocks and rattles, tumbling shakes,
angry breaths on the eve of morn,
soothing sighs carried in from dark,
rustling leaf's do a dance of delight,
carried forth to slumbering rest,
so listen carefully my friends,
to the secrets in the hearts it tends.
  Sep 2017 Jose H
wordvango
In wonder of the world
of her mysteries
sitting here dreaming alone
I wandered over a hill one day
seeking expecting
nothing
and she appeared
like a vision
shimmering perfection
mysterious
mirage

I saw her in dreams before here
she was standing growing
over the hill the whole time

always she had been there

I had just not gone forward enough

I stood in awe

and she like a tulip
shivered
  Sep 2017 Jose H
Drew Blanton
When I was very young,
I came upon
two roads.
One was narrow,
and the other wide.
I knew most people
would take the wide one,
so because I'm a rebel
I took the narrow one.
That road led to
a treasure.
What a difference!
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