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I dream of you, maybe fall in love all over again.
The dreams are as usual erotic,
you pretend to be married and I pretend not to be.
We once shared a lot of fantasies,
and did not pretend at all;
they were dark horses ridden through darker flames.
Dreams are powerful, we all know that,
I wanted to look you up, hook up again,
my libido still smoldering,
with wide-awake tantric visions.
Maybe you have mastered the art of astral flying,
If you want to be my succubus
I will leave the bedroom window open.
My knees are shot now, but if you’re still limber
we can dream side by side, re-live our best moments
in a fantasy league all of our own.
The Stars at Night
Gazing at the stars at night I marvel at their divine beauty,
Knowing that God created them as reflections of His Light.
The stars in a sense serve as light markers to mankind’s
Very existence on this Earth and in celestial dimensions.
The stars have served as romantic backdrops for people,
As they seek love, find love, and want a life together.
The stars with their infinite beauty and God-like presence,
Shall always have import in the lives of men and women.
The darkness of night itself creates a motif in contrast to
The very wonder and hope for mankind that starlight brings.
Love itself serves as that very special emotion which brings
Two star-crossed lovers together as one in God’s eyes in love.
The key is not fear, but the ability to love and feel a spirit of
Adventure as people meet, fall in love, and seek a life as one.
The stars at night mirror God’s eternal presence in the Cosmos,
And represent His Love and Desire to always be with mankind.
The stars reflect an infinite beauty and God’s grace and love,
Which shall always be part of mankind’s existence on Earth.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – June 23, 2015
(Unrhymed Couplet)
I can never be everything you wanted me to be
You wished for us to hold hands together
With me, you should always be holding my hand
I want to change for better
But Can't help moments between us
They are taking me back to my dark past
In denial with your love
It is sad for me too
In love with you was true
But scared of losing me is way more true
It's quite a choice between you or me?
I know choosing “you” would be easy
It will hurt less number of people
Restore happiness in an entire family
Help you relieve a bottle of joy.
“Me”, will just be hurting me
But I can't lose myself to live with you
I can't feel us if
I can't feel me
I can't do this anymore
I don't need time, I don't need anything
All I need is for you to be happy
Just saw your face now, all sad and teary,
Knowing the reason is what we had!
I regret saying yes in the first place
The little reckless me was up before a thoughtful me
Silly I was to say yes,
Without knowing how things at worst might be
Well!! They're gonna suck!
And I wanna fall out of the loop
Before I am dragged in
Cause I am pretty sure I can never come back
Out of it this time.
To me, letting you go is
my best thing and my only thing I can do for us.
Truly, I am sorry for loving you and
making you fall in love with me again.
She lay on the hospital bed
like a grotesque monster
barely recognisable ...
head swollen
face battered with vivid bruising
hair matted with crusty coagulated blood
the scans revealed
two bleeds on her brain
After nine years
Her short term memory is
Her short memory is
Her memory is
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She’ll always be my amazing mum
But sadly with just a little bit missing
Brain Injury Contest
My mum had a fall in the street on 6th November 2009; our lives have never been the same since
12/27/18
Oooh, Andrea, can we take a walk,
because my time is passing
and we need to talk.
Seems the days grow shorter
when the ice melts in
And we don't know if we're gonna fall in.
But there's a place we can go
the same old yard we both know.
And the rivers are divine,
you can love the world...anytime.
Oooh Andrea, we need a break
withe people rushing, I can't slip in
But if I hold you close, then I know
we'll make it to the next show.
And I will be with you
and both of us can't wait.
By the shores of destiny, by the indigo of fate.
Oooh Andrea, if I said I was wrong
could it make you see?
All the joy. you give to me.
Bringing home a loving gift,
to the last I'll ever kiss.
My heart, my soul a peddler's treat,
for the world itself to feast.
Be then to me, a lasting note,
of sipping drinks and Christmas snow.
I heard the sound of fading doe, and Ray and me.
So hard it was to eat the dirt,
the peasants tilled; for what it's worth.
And now my sins be washed in blood,
and now my mind be drowned in flood.
Elijah the earth, the crop to be sown
when the grimmest nuances are left alone
Begone and steal away some grace
and kiss the memory of her face.
Begin again and all we've done
is passed in time and lost in fun.
To saturate a living a dream
and crush the last word.
We sit afloat our tropic boat
and think we're never heard.
The type is set at zero
and the fall is set to find
a way to get through the mountain,
so we don't have to climb.
It's the way that we sit awake,
the way the words still rhyme.
Like a flowered bird in paradise,
a maiden on the Rhine.
Photographs of the lillies,
pictures of us all.
the projections of our vision
until we break the wall.
Just roll your eyes like you used to
and fly like we are one.
Grip the sighs and the gleaming
of the crystal light to come.
To saturate like a raindrop,
and melt into the breeze.
While we sit idle by the fire,
all in vain: we freeze. We freeze.
Little Cupid back to Olympus flies
His arrows to replenish he needs new supplies
His bow restrung his darts have flung
For Cupid love is never done
Come Spring new and green
And at every person Cupid's arrows fling
With tips of gold for passionate desire
With tips of lead to put out the fire
The world in love with love
Little Cupid hovers above
A tear mist his eye for his heart is denied
No one to fly at little Cupid's side
Spread love around laugh out like a clown
But on wings of solace alone is found
Back to Olympus a silver cloud for a room
A self inflected love shot won't help if you're immune
No mortal to love him no divine to woo
Cupid's need for love mist his cloud blue
Aphrodite sings lullabies to her little man
For little Cupid love is not for his own to command
Pierce your finger with the tip of gold
Why can't it bring me someone magic to hold
Infatuation, passion burns fast
With sudden flirtation love doesn't always last
Know your own heart for it to be shared
Love your self first so for others you may care
In love all you have is yourself to give
In life all you got is this one life to live
In youth fall in love always a lot
But when you grow up random love stops
Find one to love and to be loved
Find one to love and to be loved
Cupid sleeps as his tears rain down
Igniter of passion with no love he found
So with mischievous boyish delight
He releases those arrows in a torrential flight
Let love abound from this heavenly realm
Let Cupid deny let Cupid decide love's helm
Never to taste the bitterness of love lost
Never to relish the sweetness of love won at all cost
Alone Cupid sleeps upon his silver cloud
A cloth of golden silk upon his brow
For with amour Cupid be fickle
For his own heart those gold arrows aint worth a nickel
TWO STRANGERS IN LOVE AGAIN
Two strangers learned to fall in love again
Amidst long distance tumultuous air
It buds, blooming regardless distant strains
Healing hearts that before been slaved by vain
Standing from despair their constant prayer
Two strangers learned to fall in love again
Wrap tight to gazes, drawing bigger gains
Sweet romance: the crayons to us, new pair
It buds, blooming regardless distant strains
Liberty rouse chemistry dropping sane
Their sparkling eyes mirrors pure love and care
Two strangers learned to fall in love again
To hugs and holds, seduced minds are life-chained
Devoted hearts protect: keeping their stare
It buds, blooming regardless distant strains
When sincerity of love is sustained,
everything in space and time we can share.
Two strangers learned to fall in love again
It buds, blooming regardless distant strains.
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6:47pm , January 31, 2016
Dedicated to my Huge One... :)
Dear sweet sixteen drama queen:
I know you don't want my advice,
But shut your smart mouth and listen.
The last decade has been quite a ride
And I want to share my wisdom.
Don't think you're above getting tickets -
When you drive, keep an eye on your speed.
And don't brush your teeth so roughly
Or your gums will start to recede.
Make time for being creative -
Write and paint as much as you can.
When school ends, you'll be working
And time will slip through your hands.
You're not immune to tragedy;
Every heart is destined to break.
You'll witness death, sickness, and pain,
But you'll learn from every mistake.
Always treat strangers with kindness -
You don't know what they've endured.
Be even kinder to Mum and Dad -
Because YOU are what they've endured!
Talk to your grandparents weekly;
Ask questions, learn about the past.
Your history lives within them
And memories won't always last.
Of all the advice I've given,
I hope you'll heed this one thing:
Fall in love with the good guys.
With bad boys, just have a fling!
On dark nights, in cold beds I cry
Tears of purity, tears of asking why
I cry with questions, Do they believe in me
Do they let me even try?
They don’t understand My effort
They can’t solve my Darkness
Bleeding with agony, I fall in pieces
Pieces that are hard to be rejoined together
Pieces incurved, sharp, Broken
Never meant to be joined
People try to take the best of me, go away
Feelings just thrown away
Not even give a thought about my tragedy
My tragedy, my misery, my life…
If I messed up, I’m the bad guy
If I did good still I’m the bad guy
There isn’t a thing in them
That says: it’s ok
It was a mistake
I didn’t mean too, no you did
How come are you crazy?
Is it craziness that causes mistakes?
Or is it their attitude that makes no sense
Sometimes I think adults make rules
Rules about what is right or wrong
No sparkle in their eyes
No passion in their veins
They’ve lost the motive to feel
To sense…., to forgive!
I look up at the clouds above me and I feel the weight of nature dancing around me and the colors keep changing, the mountains are shaking and my heart is breaking.
It is not the heartbreak you get when you fall in love or the feeling you get when the day is done; it is the heart break of the unknown and the depth that you feel when your emotion is real and reality is forcing you out of the town.
The morning with its architectural designs wraps its passion around the divine and the drawing in the middle of the ceilings reveal an eighteen century meaning but the pattern in the corner of the roof, is not Dante, Picasso or Michelangelo, it is one baked in modern truth and the story the teacher told in the prime of our youth.
The rain is hiding in the clouds and the birds are loitering about and I felt a sudden urge to sing; I have no words, or instrument but just the colors gliding in the clouds that tell me what life is about.
I breathe my thoughts on the leaflet and the moisture from my breath creates meaning on the page and the heavens starts to blaze.
I run my finger through the imaginary shapes surveying the texture and lines in the corners, those designs can be traced back in time and the evidence is there staring at you and all of a sudden you get a break through but some things never go away.
Spring has come and gone and summer is waiting for me in the temperature over a hundred a fifty degree, everything changes so quickly and sometimes I am feeling very sorry, it is not the feeling that I would like to have or the one that ,makes me feel sad; it the mood that circulating in the air and the emotion that will cause you to fear.
The clouds are shaped in multitudes of colors and the wisdom of time is running around, taking you where destiny is bound, the color of life is mixed up in the atmosphere and I will tell you what you want to hear.
Take me to airport and I will show you how a simple design can turn things around and parachute the space ship out of the ground.
The colors in the clouds are wearing a brand-new gown.