Best Lost Loveblue Poems
My Tears
I am crying, for you, for me, for then and now.
I can hear you saying, “Don’t cry my love,
Not for spilt milk
Just talk to The Good Lord up above.
My heart is full inside my breast,
Each artery is swollen with stagnant pain.
Tell me my love, how I make myself forget,
How can we that innocence regain.
I can remember diving in the Blue Lagoon in Portland,
Its waters beyond blue were black.
Down I went without a fear, until I started to rise,
No light I could see and I thought I would never come back.
Synonymous of the darkness that surrounds me now
I shudder and shake in fear.
Then suddenly from out of nowhere,
I see you, I hear you. You care!
dressed in black, I write to you
shades of blue flicker across my face
while I lay in my bed
I see a drop of a rose red hue
roll gently down your face
a green olive swirls in a martini glass
grey smoke fumes from my nostrils
craving your breath in my lungs once more
I sink my ivory white teeth into your fleshy forbidden thigh
a groan of pleasure escapes from your beating bosom
cast me out of your room
and from your life
before the demonic darkness in my eyes is illuminated
by dancing rays of light
red orange yellow green blue indigo violet
fire
flows from points on your body near your face throat and hand
it reminds me of Peace
and the violence of war soon swiflty floods my veins
sleep now my precious winged creature
never to awake
and tell of your sweet dreams
of horned mountain goats
which lead you up the path of light
no need
for out of my devious black iris
seeps a tear tinted rose red
which brings knowledge to my soul
and fire to my heart
Eyes opened to a vision of beauty,
But thy kiss a taste of summer,
But thy love a taste of blissful nectar,
Endlessly cherished by the senses of secrecy
As this blue butterfly eternally waltz,
In this heart of mine plagued by winter, in a winters abode,
It drinks and saps sweetly to the tune of my nectars woe.
As a love, our love, goes un-confessed
Un-confessed to our visions of summer sweetly spent,
Un-confessed to the sensations of your summers kiss, sweetly spent on my lips,
Now these things but memories,
Scattered amongst the snow.
Sweetly being sapped and taken away by this blue butterfly,
Ever hanging by the nectar of your grave.
All these things I try to say...
Words so jumbled to this day..
Walk a desert to see your smile..
Some how our times are like the nile..
Flowing straight with not a stop..
These blues eyes miss you lot...
Time will heal the stories told..
Can't deny its getting old..
How these Blues love to cover you..
A blanket to keep you safe and never blue..
Little packets of memories in your heart..
Love not lost just missed its start..
Till these Blue eyes rain on you, a naughty
gleem that still holds true..
A bridge away that holds key..
Very soon Blue eyes you will see...