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Valerie Jan 2018
Guarding the heart. For everything you do flows from it.
Looking forward, I will never look away. I can only move.
Correction is all I have. Wisdom is who I seek.
Your face is the greatest splendor there is.
Messiah, your eyes are upon me. Your love constrains me.
I may be distressed, but I am not fearful.
He is my fear, he is my only astonishment.
It's inevitable, I will always love you.
Woe is me if I did not have salvation. I am a person with impure lips.
I will plead with your face to the cries.
Stop trusting in mere humans, who have but a breath in their nostrils. Why hold them in esteem?
Isaiah and proverbs. Jesus I want you
  Jan 2018 Valerie
Pablo Neruda
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Valerie Dec 2017
I like to talk to you. And notice that I do not like to talk.
Valerie Dec 2017
I daydreaming
I dream about you
every night
every morning
I can not do anything without thinking of you.
But at the same time
my subconscious says '' go to sleep your fool,
he's not thinking of you ''
Valerie Nov 2017
Nothing is the same
It slowly stretched out of bed
The moonlight lit the floor of her room
At her side, the love attached to the room
Deep sleep and affable eyes
It smelled the scent of that night.
There was an effluvium through the wind
It closed the window without eyes to the stars.
It lay again next to the impostor
She returned to his insipid reality
But she took advantage of the glittering moment
All the details of that wich one day
Loved her intensely.
He loved me, one day
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