I long for her smile and the knowledge that it is purely a repacation of my being.
I long for to be the reason she laughs for joy with nothing but thoughts of me in her mind.
I am dying to live for her and to be ressurected each morning by a mare touch of her hand.
I yearn to be the clay of joy you mould with the hands of your heart until I am shaped with the image of your soul.
I am ashamed by my desire and broken by my love, and torn by the burning passion I have to give myself to u until I am no more but ur joy.
So as I lay awake tormented by ur need and darkened by ur lack I am at ease only in my mind as I am forced to face each day without you.
So here I stand dying in body and alive in soul to roam the earth once more incomplete and incoherent but still I live and hope you see and know that love is the love of true minds and our souls and hearts are what we need to love not our bodies. I may have not seen you but who you are and what you desire is embeded in my prayers and of this I know no greater love.
Oh what a delight for me to see
The girl that I love, when she passes by me
Oh how I wish I could foresee
When I ask of her hand to be with me.
Simplicity, is she just like a lily
Until it blooms you won’t see its beauty
She never thought of things as complicated
Because of that she had me captivated.
She smiles and jokes like a child
And when with me is always mild
Her childish manners give her sweetness
This in turn loses my toughness.
Oh how I wish for her full attention
Because sometimes for her I am non existent
This is too bad for me when I mention
But for love I will always be persistent.
She will always be nostalgic
From time to time even it is tragic
Won’t she be mine, I don’t mind
But my love to her I will always find.
She is like a tree dancing in the wind,
her love is like tree leaves that's blown
away in the dust.
My love for her is not her only trust,
she liberates her flesh for lust to enter.
I cried for her love when she is gone,
she sunk like the sun in the west
as the evening creeps in.
I am like a cloud hovering over
her face sinking in the sea.
She rises again at dawn to smile
on a fresh new day for me.
Love me no more O My darling of woe!
Your love invade my soul and then
you vanish like the wind.
Come back to me and tell me your false
love story,
your name is now written as my fading history.
I am the wind coming in the rain,
you are the sea on the shores of my destiny.
Come back my love and embrace me with a kiss,
for our love to grow for you to dance like the
tree in the wind once again.
Waiting For Her Birthday Card
by Rick Rucker
This is really hard,
Waiting for her birthday card.
It won't come, of course,
Unless delivered by a Flying Horse!
She mounted the hearse for her Final Trip,
The driver was anxious, he used the whip!
Her card was always there by morning,
Long before the sunlight was aborning!
Not just my birthday, but all year round,
She must have bought them by the pound!
I'm a guy, I might forget,
The sadness in her eyes, I would then get.
This time, I'll be sad,
I've lost the first Love I ever had!
I need her love so badly
I have fallen for her madly
And though she tells me
She is mine till eternity
I am so insecure
I do not no for sure
If I tell her of my distrust
I will warrant her disgust
Though I am riddled with self doubt
She will only pout
Why must I doubt her?
Why can’t I believe her?
I should count my blessings
Instead of self obsessing
I have fallen for her madly
I need her love so badly
Emotions desire to take control,
Deep inside, waiting to unfold.
Love, so gentle, yet so fierce,
Leaves her crushed, and her heart ever-so pierced.
Her innocence once blew like a flower in the breeze,
But now her soul lies in a ditch, never at ease.
First sight's love had her fooled from the start,
Living in a dream was unsafe for her heart.
Unbearable pain was his gift goodbye,
Thinking not of the damage, he left his victim to die.
She lye there waiting for her life to be taken,
Thought she had no one, but she was mistaken.
A glowing pair of eyes were caught in her sight,
She attempted getting up with all of her might.
The man came closer, gave an edge to her world,
Without even knowing, he shed light to the girl.
Took her by the hand, gave her a second shot at love,
His illuminating vibe appeared as if he were sent from above.
The girl gave in to this man's illusion,
Thinking not of the pain that her heart was once bruising.
She looked deep in the midst of his bewildering eyes,
And caught herself breathless with no surprise.
She's caught in the whirlpool of emotions to use,
...once again, the love cycle continues.
He chose to live for her..;
Doesn’t matter if it’s through hell’s fire..,
He chose to ride with her..!!
Doesn’t matter if the entire world turned enemy..,
He chose to give his body for her shelter..!!
Doesn’t matter if his heart bled..,
He chose to do all to hear her laughter…!!
Doesn’t matter if his family left him…,
He chose to live standing by her..!!
Doesn’t matter if he lost everything..,
As he chose to live for her..!!
He chose to die for her..;
Doesn’t matter now if he gets divine water..,
He chose to burn just for her..!!
Doesn’t matter if he has the entire world taking care…,
He chose to sacrifice his body to give her shelter…!!
Doesn’t matter if gets a thousand hearts..,
He chose to bleed his heart to hear her laughter..!!
Doesn’t matter if his family comes back..,
He chose to live just standing by her..!!
Doesn’t matter if he gets everything..,
As now he chose to die for her too..!!
I love her with all my heart
I love her with all my mighty
I love her for who she is
I love her for her smile
I love her for her eyes
I love her for her smile
I love her for her eyes
I love her for her laugh
I love her for her worrieness
I love her for her caringness
I love her for being there for me
I love her for her happiness
I love her for her love for me
I love her for how she makes me smile
I love her for when she cries
I love her for how she calms me down
I love her!
If there were a star that I could buy
a twinkling star up in the sky,
there's but one star so very high
shining brightly, do or die
To the Holy City, it shows the way
the brightest star, it is still this day,
I wish I might, I wish I may
to own this star to give away
I'd place it in sweet Marys hand
and wish us to the promised land,
to the very spot, where it all began
the Heavenly birth, of the Son of Man
David, is the name of the star
it can be seen from away,afar
we could travel there, no-one shall bar
to pray beneath, that Holy star
But, I don't have to buy that star you see
because David's there for her and me,
for with our Lord we'll always be
the gift, a star for her from me.
This is for Linda Maries ( Sweethearts) contest
The stars reflect her beauty
While competing for her smile
Each one thinks her love is their's
While filled with blind denial
She continues to entice them
As each one feels her stare
Her love belongs to all of them
But none will choose to share
A falling star is nothing more
Than a star with a broken heart
Crippled by her rejection
It will suddenly fall apart
Whenever you see a twinkling star
It's just the Lover's dance
Dying for her attention
In its quest to find romance
The Dippers, both big and small
Were formed to quench her thirst
They stand in line to honor her
As they battle to be the first
The Northern Star takes precedence
As he points which way to go
His countenance is blinding
As he absorbs her radiant glow
So, don't forget to watch the stars
And smile each time they swoon
For now you know this love story
Between the stars and moon
I am empty and alone.
I am suffering more than anyone knows.
There are no words that can explain.
I love her but I am forbidden to acknowledge this to anyone.
I am doomed to this vow of secrecy.
I long for her warm embrace, for her gentle gaze.
Her voice is whispering in my head, but she is gone and I am dying inside.
I weep daily.
I have been abandoned.
I am standing on the edge of this deep abyss.
I stand alone even though the world is flowing around me.
They don’t notice me, but I am shouting to them in my head.
Even my own God has forgotten me.
I will never be the same again.
I am only a shell of what I once was.
I have tasted heaven but I have been forced out.
The doors have been slammed and sealed.
I am sitting outside her gates, waiting, never to be known again.
One strike
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A woman I used to love made a statement once
She said; "Lover when god made you he broke the mold"
Those were the days of ego now long past gone
But you can bet that earned her loving like wildfire
The man child’s form that of a modern Adonis
Stands naked for her as she surveys the tools
That creates pleasure for her enjoyment
Such a forbidden and carnal delight
Not a happy ending for these true lovers
Of a not too distant past, she had to be replaced
Sadly enough for she forgot one thing
His heart wasn’t made of stone.
We took one last shot at love—
She mysteriously vanished.
My mind became fragile,
My thoughts unsure—
I’ll wait for her in the moonlight.
Her voice whispers in my ear.
(The smell of her fragrance)
I felt her presence.
Have you ever made love
To a woman who’s love
Feels so pure?
I’m addicted to her love.
A woman’s love has no cure—
Freed into the world
Where the lonely walk in grief,
Searching for her love
But not wanting to believe.
The moonlight takes its place;
The stars shine like white diamonds;
The night whispers her name,
But this time I’m not buying.
Oh I ask you Mr Brown, tell me how long has it been now, since your lover went away?
It was a year and a day of your life.
Its been oh so quiet and the air is still for her love.
Only washed her hair yesterday
And the sunlight came her way
The sensual glow of the sun on her skin
Made her a warm and loving person
The smell of sweet roses wafted round the room
I’m sure you wish you had created a baby in her womb
The tenderness and earthly power of her charms
Was like seeing, feeling, or even holding her palms.
Holy aura of your lover
Could n’er be filled by no other
She is the only one to make you laugh and cry
But the weight of your tears now are dry
Stunned into emotional shock
Hit by the advance of the clock
You remain in wait for your most special love
Is it hope that storm clouds bring doves?
Night passes and trees shed leaves
A pitiful sight of a man bereaved
His lover is still living but no one knows where
Why did she do it, do you think she even cared?
Oh I ask you Mr Brown, tell me how long has it been now, since your lover went away?
It was a year and a day of your life.
Its been oh so quiet and the air is still for her love.
What soft sweet notes the bluebird sings,
As she lays her head on satin sheets,
And she?
A goddess embodied, so selfless it's easy to love...
I've laid with her satin,
As tones project lulling me to sleep,
Thieves we were,
Stealing kisses nightly and storing them under our chests,
She would invite me inside and smile when I left early,
Unlike me to do so,
But the bluebird still sings for my lack of endurance...
In parallel now I leave again,
But with me comes my heart...
For the bluebird not only sings for me,
But for her past as well,
That, complied with my fear of nesting, steals me from her,
Thieves we are,
She steals me back with a single note...
Not enough strength to resist her,
But I must before I hurt the gem that is her heart anymore,
So leave I do,
May the next you sing for be gentle as I,
Her soft sweet notes will stay in me forever,
And I pray the next sings for her as well...
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