love is the moment
in this mirror of confusion called life
build you heart wisely
´cause you become your heart
don´t fight for the right way
live it while going
inject fanatasy inside your dreams
the magical word is still in you
prepare yourself for
eternal destiny
can you be that brave
don´t trust words
trust yourself
stay vulnerable
while you experience your life
your shinning light
it is your soul
love is the moment
Wondering letters fall off my fingertips as I
pleasure you without my vocals in use.
The virtual sayings of what my hands
want to do.
That mutual far, but close in heart
feelings that seem to connect our lips in
such great distance.
The words "I love you" are becoming what
we call reality.
For your love has taken away my breath
like in movies.
Such fanatasy.
Oh sir of great wonder, feel me.
Let me inside to hold your heart up and
cherish its beating of grace.
Your trust has stolen apart of me.
Your words have inspired such tingling
within myself for my body is lifting.
For my senstivity and taste have become
to soften.
Oh sir of wonder, feel me.
Let my body touch yours.
Let these hands runs across your own and
feel what you want me to discover.
Caress thee and lay with me.
Sweet sir of kindess, make me feel what is
needed to be felt.
I give myself to you.
Lady,
I am flattered at your skill at harm
Now let me see your skill to build
Tearing down has certain vulgar charm
My soul is but a poet's giant mill
And there is nowhere I intersection find
With shared values or shallow mind
The poet is above reproach, others tried
Before our time, and broken hearted died.
Meddlers
Have an inner need to mature and know
The stream that passes them moving slow
Carries very strong current below
Respect this flow, then into the waters go.
We are bothered
By fanatasy of the mind, with no line between
The possible and the impossible, the real
Becomes what anxiety designs, hearts unclean
See a world the same, and lose it in their zeal
Lady,
Do not die in panic because the bee can sting
Enjoy its honey, learn industry there
For even with fast flapping wings it will sing
And pollinate flowers to blight despair.
In this empty space
With no walls
With nothing but individual trees
And only during sunset
it's the sunlight causing their shadows
and Warming over the place
In this empty space
With no walls
And no man-kind crossing
Silence the one remaining
A force inside me towards this liberty
just what i have imagined in my fanatasy
Solitude with nature
with no one else but the one who created me
I stare at this beauty of nature , The more i believe
In this empty space
with no walls
with nothing but individual trees
Fulfilling the beauty of isolation
the beauty of real liberty
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