"candace" poems
alone .
strong, wise, driven, loyal.
He has lived and loved,
and chosen to be alone until something better comes along.
something more than physical love.
He found what he was looking for.
Her soul was vibrant and beautiful;
a goddess muse.
She kissed him and knew it not;
her naked words and firm young flesh excited him ...
his wealth of wisdom and experience mocked him for falling in love with a soul ... a forbidden one at that.
The old man had a need to feed,
she was a hungry young goddess needing to be fed.
Where is her champion? Who cares for this young sprite? Who dries her tears and comforts her throughout the night?
He reminded himself again that it was only her soul,
but still, he touched himself... saying her name to make it a little more real, "Candace," he whispered.
Then he listened ... just in case.
Just in case she whispered back.
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 7:03 PM UTC
Sitting in silent bliss,
absorbed in the Absolute,
that perfect smile
so at home
on your beautiful,
radiant face.
Regal as a queen, laughter
busts out of you
suddenly
like tropical rain.
A colorful flower opening
in time-lapse magic.
Hands of finest delicacy,
refined by teaching
the pathless path
to infinity.
A mind as clear and wise
as the heart is kind,
strong and loyal.
Infinite tenderness is
the Unity within you.
One early morning,
first of your birthdays
I was to celebrate,
watermelon juice whirred
to completion while I cut
two huge banana leaves
on which to place my gifts
before your door.
In the yogic flying hall,
just a little later,
there you were, transformed.
A Balinese angel wearing jade
green wings sat amongst us.
Soft dark hair swept up into a
sanyasi's top knot, and that
same eternal smile of bliss.
You were wearing the love I had
given you, making those giant leaves
into wings that would carry us into
decades of friendship, through
passages of loved ones, and
life's hardest challenges.
Unfathomably,
wherever we are on
Mother Earth,
we are always we,
even as you are you,
and I am always me.
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC
You're quite the trickster,
With tall pair of gin and tonic.
Shall we dance a set or two,
Before you assail me
In the dark, with objects
Stowed away in your
Glove compartment?
I promise to walk into walls,
Become pliable in your arms.
You even have my word,
I'll lose control of all
My faculties right about
The time you begin ********** me.
And I will wake up
In the morning,
With no memory
And no underwear.
You can then move
Carefree, on to your
Next hapless victim.
While I merrily go about
My day in the numbed womb's
Afterbirth of that last sentence.
Forever to ***** at
Flesh and membrane.
Sincerely quiet,
Candace
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 11:23 PM UTC
Those little things I do.
I do them to bring,
a smile to your face.
a memory to your mind.
and a warmth to your heart.
We know it won’t be easy.
We have known right from the start.
Those little things I do.
I wish you’d do them too.
remind me to smile.
remind me of good times.
remind me of your heart.
If theres no time for me in your life.
Just tell me…You I cannot pursue!
Those little things I do.
I do them ‘cause I’m tired of feeling blue.
Candace Goldade
Feb 8th 2021
Feb 9, 2012
Feb 9, 2012 at 10:37 AM UTC
Candace said:
*all it takes is
one comment
one look in the
mirror, bending
over and feeling a
fold* and i thought
maybe I am her and
she is me. And why
does it take a freaking
army for me to love
my body, in all it's
states and seasons
in the minutes that
it exists. If I am really
something like star
dust, valleys and
mountains then
why can't I
love myself
why can't
I love
my self
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
Sometimes I feel like I should slap the **** out of the next man who says he loves me.
Not during *** either
A slap for pain, not pain and pleasure
Hindsight is showing me a hallway of all the men who said they loved me
Under each frame is a heart
Under each heart is a list of the fuckery they brought to the table
The fuckery I accepted
The fuckery I said was okay because I loved them too
I believe in loving unconditionally
I'm starting to feel like that means hurting freely
It's like opening my rib cage, exposing my heart and letting out all this love in the middle of a war zone
Gotta be real
I'm not a ******* Care Bear
My love stare has been known to tame the vilest of monsters
But over time, the release of my love changes nothing when they have no respect
When they are mad
When they disregard my feelings
When its over
To the next man who says, "I Love You, Candace."
I say to thee, **** You!"
Watch out for the hook
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 8:35 AM UTC
This guy this dude! Making it look hard and impossible. Doubled over and bent in shapes unimaginable were the roots of exposed pixies. Candace walked by and grabbed the bucket that swung above the Walmart wall clock.
All of this happening during the eclipse of evil. Manifestations of the cosmic peanut are now common to the average eye. On the Daily. Eventually coming forth to end all of this is Mr.Brock Sawyers Esquire. He leaned in and imprinted his legacy within the conversation
Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 1:56 AM UTC
I woke up this morning feeling so blessed to have you in my life.
Since the day I met you, you have brought the utmost joy in my heart.
A joy I didn't even know existed until I met you.
I prayed to God up above to send me someone who I can love wholeheartedly, someone who can love me back the same way, and he sent me you.
Someone who I can call my best friend, who passes no judgement and accepts me, flaws and all.
That's exactly who you are.
If I have ever made you question my love or loyalty for you, please forgive me.
I'm not perfect, I have my days, but I promise you, I love you with all my heart.
I will love you forever.
Thank you for being you and for loving me consistently.
You have made me a better person and you make me want to continue to be better for myself and for us.
I acknowledge at times I can be a headache.
I'm very stubborn and at times I have a hard time admitting that I'm wrong.
In no way is this right and I apologize from the bottom of my heart.
I'm definitely going to work on that.
You deserve all the love and happiness in the world and I want to be the person who gives that to you.
We both know that things won't always be easy, but I know that I'll always want to work it out with you.
There will never be a time that I'll give up on you or on us.
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Thank you for everything that you have done for me.
I appreciate you so much.
Most of all, thank you for loving me the way you have.
Because of you, I finally know what love really is.
You are so handsome, so intelligent, loving, caring, considerate, and just so funny.
I pray God continues to work on our relationship because we need to continue to grow as a couple.
Baby, we were made for each other.
I love you so much, today, tomorrow, and always.
Love,
Candace
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
****
This hurts.
Not the kind of "hurt" that I've felt before.
This hurts more than any pain I've ever endured.
I wake up every day, attempting to be strong.
I try to keep myself extra busy at work.
I drown myself in paperwork all day just so my mind can be occupied.
Nothing seems to work.
I still think about us and how we got here, every second of every day since you told me you needed a "break".
I just never expected us to be in this place.
We were so good.
Of course we had our days, what couple doesn't...but I've never questioned how you felt about, until now.
It hurts.
You won't even tell me you love me.
That makes my heart sink and the tears to fall from my eyes uncontrollably.
I feel so helpless.
I don't even have anybody to turn to, because you were the one person I went to for everything.
You always made everything better.
I keep trying to figure out what I've done for you to act so cold towards me.
What have I done for you to act like you just don't care anymore?
I know I'm not perfect.
I know I'm annoying, stubborn, and sometimes hard to deal with but I really love you and I thought that over ruled everything.
I did my best to be there for you when you needed me most.
I tried my best every day.
Was my best not good enough?
I just miss you...I miss you like crazy.
I feel an immense amount of sadness to not know what's going to happen between us.
I truly believed that our love could conquer all.
All obstacles.
All trials.
All bad days.
Everything.
I still am trying to hold on to that faith because I remember feeling how much you loved me, you showed me a love I never knew before, a love that gave me butterflies everyday. A love so strong.
I love you too much to just give up like that.
I meant every word I have ever said to you.
Every single time I kissed you, I fell more in love.
Every single time I held your hand, I felt more safe.
Every single time I hugged you, I never wanted to let go.
I still don't want to let go.
I still want you...I still want "us" more than ever.
The day I thought I could possibly lose you, I cried like a baby.
I remember kneeling down and praying to God to please not take you away from me.
All I could say was "Please God, please God...please."
That was probably one of the hardest days of my life.
But it just made me love you more, it made me appreciate you more.
I kept thinking of all the things I took for granted, like just laying next to you in bed.
I promised myself that I would never take anything for granted ever again in my life.
I just want my baby back....baby come back to me.
Robert,
I will continue to respect what you want, even if it's really hard. I still wont give up on you or on us. I still love you more than ever. I don't know what's going on between us, I don't know why you're being so cold, but I pray to God that we will overcome this. You truly are the love of my life and I pray that you still feel the same. I'll be here...waiting for you.
Always yours,
Candace.
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
I don't know what caused me to be this way.
It could have been the abandonment I felt when my father went away.
It could have been the way my heart's been broken before.
It could have been, anything.
I don't like this side of me.
I don't like the way I panic when I feel like you're mad at me.
My palms begin to sweat, my heart races, and I feel really anxious.
I always find the constant need to be reassured of your love for me.
That's not your fault.
My best guess is that, the love I feel for you is so unfamiliar to me.
It's something I've definitely never felt before.
It's strong and passionate.
It's the love I prayed for.
You're the man of my dreams.
So...when I feel things are just "not right" or a little on edge, I lose myself in a pool of emotions.
Emotions that I wear on my sleeve.
Emotions that cause you to begin to resent me.
Emotions that are just too much too handle sometimes, I know that.
I wish I wasn't like this.
I wish I didn't lose myself when I feel like I'm about to lose you.
Remember when I said I was damaged goods....maybe this is what I meant.
I'm sorry that you've had to endure this from me.
I'm sorry that I've irritated you to the point of resentment.
I recognize my faults completely.
My intentions has always been good, I promise.
My intentions have always been to love you in the best way I can, to support you in any situation, and to NEVER give up.
I'm not perfect, I'm neurotic...when it comes to love.
*I love you with every bit of my heart. I pray your recovery process goes well. I pray you get back to being 100%, I know you will. Please know that I will always be there for you. I love you today, tomorrow, and always.
Love,
Candace
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 4:05 PM UTC