Trumpet at three;
Crumpet, chai tea.
I have found that person, gentle and true,
A soul that feels like a dream come through.
In their silence, I hear a song,
In their presence, the world feels strong.
For the very first time, my prayers I hAve spoken,
To God for someone, with words unbroken.
Not for riches, not for fame,
But for this heart that calls their name.
Every glance feels warm, divine,
Like stars decided with me to shine.
Every touch is soft, a guiding flame,
Love that cherishes everything...
I have found that person, now I see,
The missing half that was meant for me.
Not by chance, not by design,
But by God’s blessing, forever mine
Stark emptiness fills my perfume bottle,
The vacuum in my vacuity,
Negligence swills it beyond the dottle,
To leave my mind bare of acuity.
For many days its void of content speaks,
But its endurance keeps my freshness plump,
Compliments make its vast emptiness squeaks,
Yet it exhales resentment from its pump.
My shirts already miss its friendliness,
Noses beg to sniff its unique sweetness,
Stale air asks to reclaim lost cleanliness,
Its presence ensures far-reaching neatness.
Importance is etched upon your label,
How I so much miss your fresh aroma,
Your sweet tale cannot be told as fable,
The freshness you bring can't end in coma.
Here and there I have read many poems
It seems that no romantic poetry like hers
Her romantic sweet writes are on the top
Short
is most sweet
when the sugar
is pure
Its message
like honey
when added
to lure
The Mime
as your server
with candy
implied
Truth
in the tasting
its richness
— to hide
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
A little drizzle of honey
A heart with pure intent
The fragrant scent of flowers
Sweetness ever present
Junio.
En cada onda, una vida.
Recuerdo entonces lo que puedo ver en ellas.
Sonará ridículo cuánto pienso en lo que llamas defectos,
porque cada marea, con raíces de sentimientos, me hace llorar.
Y yo no lloro.
Paredes marcadas. Fueron, alguna vez, el tallado de la felicidad de amantes ajenos, lejanos.
Creo que tendremos una próxima parada.
Estoy convencida.
Con mis dedos aún calientes por tus besos
tocaré la corteza del árbol en el que nos sentamos aquel día.
Cuando el error caiga,
verás la perspectiva de tu amada.
El defecto se vuelve historia.
Aprendiste a tocar lo que odiabas: los rizos escandalosos,
la sonrisa borrosa después del adiós,
el amor y el odio.
Creer en el sentimiento: desgastante en tus ojos,
cercano en los ajenos.
El creer, presente,
te obliga a amar más allá de quien crees merecedor de ello.
I feel this wave of rage
why put yourself inside that cage
turing you in sweet liquid
bottled perfume with you in it
they sell you for a lesser price
cross the counter to lesser wives
even when they smell like you
there better lies will shine through
and I’m left in this room
with an empty bottle of perfume
still your stuck in my nose
in my mind and in my clothes
sweet tender words may suffice
dreams have a life of their own
only actions go the distance
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back door breeze.
relief from sophistry.
sounds of ink
dipping into darkness.
I see moonbows,
or I’d like to; believe
in wings of brightness,
breath of sweet season.
quicksand takes my breath.
soothing tunes of velvet
like romantic violins
reel me in; I need briskness -
a cold blast. I need leaves
to relieve my melancholia.
don’t refuse me the hues
of Autumn, a drift of falling.
chocolate tonight
vanilla ice cream delight
clock late wait sleep tight
I search the heavens for a trace of you,
Only to find your shadow in the lunar glow.
Its silver gaze stirs memories anew,
A lantern lit for hearts, only those longing...know.
Though oceans swell and continents divide,
Time has sealed the pathways we once knew,
Yet the moon still carries whispers to my side—
Distance between us is but a glimpse of the moon.
It shines for both, though miles apart we stand,
A bridge of light no darkness can erase.
I reach for you with memory’s gentle hand,
And touch your soul within that glowing face.
So long as moonlight crowns the endless skies,
Our love endures, where death itself denies.
My Breath, my love, you are always here in my thoughts and in my heart. I feel you near and how you care.
Your love is like the breath of air; it flows back and forth into my life like we are one.
Love I can feel you near, hugging me like only true love can.
Feeling you kiss me makes me feel so happy it makes me smile all through my day.
Love you are so sweet, my shining star, you make me so happy I could weep tears of joy.
Walking hand in hand through this life, makes me know that all of my life is alright with you by my side.
Love is like the feeling that we feel, it is like the love from God that brought us here. It shines so bright in our heart and mind that we feel it with just a thought of the one we love so dear.
Loving you is so much fun, it has brought me a feeling that is better than any other love. Your love makes me feel anew, and makes me want to try all things new.
Loving you is like fresh snow, it feels so pure and new, making me want to feel you close all through the moments in life.
Love like ours that shines so bright, making its way like the morning light, gives me the feeling of you by my side.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Letters lift me
When my world drowns
Hearing smiles in her voice
I know love exists
Cherish every minute
Days, weeks, hours
Counting as she sleeps
Waiting for her to wake
Breathing small hours
As our paths align
Brushing through our destiny
Drinking outrageous fortune
Our cores braided
Bodies untouched
Searing blood in our veins
Heavenly tides of emotions
Transparent hearts
Hewn of fire and glass
Fusing with critical mass
An indivisible new shape
My teddy bear is antique
He has lived a long life
and is a bit worn
Despite its appearance
there is never any doubt
on who owns him
I got it from my grandmother
when I was born
The cradle of nostalgia
unforgettable memories
He has been with me all my life
and is my best friend
The teddy bear is made of soft
and lovely fabric
that feels wonderful to hug and cuddle
My cuddly teddy bear has been
absolutely invaluable through thick and thin
It is my emotional anchor
when anxiety or sad thoughts appear
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