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Disheartened heart
Memories cut deep
Haunt me when I wake and When I sleep
Anxious mind
Question loves fate
Future unknown, I sit and wait
Fickle love
Circumstances show
Sardonic mind begins to grow
Questioning eyes
With which I see
loves tainted world which abandoned me
Enter my life
Erase the past
All is forgotten, I found you at last
A love so deep
The deepest blue
I judge this not, for this is true
Reminisce my verse
Let it run deep
You are the one, destined love complete
Take all I am
With this I speak
My heart
My mind
My soul to keep
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This Imperfect Love
What are these words I hear you speak
This story you have layed before me
Please tell me I sleep
For I cannot bare this to be reality
I would tear off my ears, wash my eyes, destroy
all senses if it left me blissfully unaware of this truth.
This truth which haunted my dreams, and would have plagued my thoughts if I had known
it was to become an eventuality.
There is nowhere to hide, no open arms to run into, as the man whome I entrusted,
whome unleashed this terrible fate, is not there,
as he has polluted this imperfect love and now a stranger stands before me, for the man
I once knew is gone.
I hold many questions, to which I could not hear the answers, for the thought, which
excludes elaboration is painfull enough.
It is no longer a nightmare, for it is now an intoxicating memory, a wound cut so deep
into my very soul.
To which I cannot nuture with my hands, I hold no anesthetic, and I prey time will
bring back my sanity.
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Whisper me, my breathless breaths
Heart be true with enduring emotional depths.
Voice speak boldly at my journeys end
Usher me reasuringly unto eternity where I shall spend.
Whisper me, the angels lay silent
Divide me from this world so cruel and violent
Whisper me, as I sleep forever
My soul is listening, my spirits en devour
Whisper me, in an empty room
Love shall be merged again, but not too soon
Whisper me, into the night sky
I watch over you, please hear this cry
Whisper me in the morning grey
If you life is in termoil, chaos or dismay
Whisper me as the clouds roll on
Whisper me and live in the days that shone
Whisper me in the pouring rain
Whisper me if it keeps you sane
Whisper me, I will hear you speak
As i watch over you from a mountainous peak.
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Unconcious mind, and I still see your face
From the moment I close my eyes to when I wake
Enter this paradise stript bare of hate
Where the willows do not weep I sit and wait
Fly with me high on the wings of a dove
Emerse your soul in my everlasting love
Lay upon my chest on the white sand
Let my passionate caress speak volumes so grand
Let the sky fall, we shall dance upon the clouds
Our footsteps imprinted forever, the heavens will echo our sounds
Yes come, come into this magical place
Where the willows do not weep I sit and wait
Bit if you stay absent before I wake
I will still see your face
And for granted
This i do not take
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Beautiful boy in your slumber sleep
The face of an angel and a heart so deep
A portrait of perfection with lips so soft
From which words were spoken that cannot be forgot
This truth with no intentions of pain
An unsettling knowledge from which I gain.
An unconditional love once so pure
Now tainted with the darkest dark
Now beweldered and ultimately unsure
What you feel for me now you are so right
As my selfish ways have deminished our love with each passing night
Is it possible to fix this? Is there an absolution in sight?
Prey tell for sleepless nights lay ahead
A heart in agony cries in bed
But I respect your decision and know you cannot be led
Shattered illusions, all pretenses fail
Now our love stands naked and I question its prevail.
Far I cannot undo what has been done, I cannot mend your damaged heart
But my love remains endless
and shines through that darkest dark.
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I speak these words, so true and kind
From the deepest part of my heart
To a beautiful mind.
A touch so gentle
A kiss so sweet
A burning passion in the savannah heat
My body is numb, the world is hushed
Ive entered into paradise
The darkness is crushed.
A rush of emotions, a quickening breath
I fell it happening
There's not long left.
We lay bare skin, my head on your chest
I want to stay like this forever
But this time will test
i can hear your heart beat, I feel my love grow
and in this moment is when I come to know
At the time whn I do not lay
but I fall
Broken, in pieces, shattered on the floor
I know I will be saved by your love
You will be standing at my door
As we have exchanged an everlasting bond
And I will fear no more.
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My Beautiful
They stare at you with intrigued eyes,
and they dont even know the person inside.
The person who overcome so much,
which a lesser man could not even touch.
The person who achieved, who touch the sky,
and you dont even look as if you try.
The person with such determination, strengh, and drive.
You are my inspiration to which I strive.
A heart so pure and filled with love,
reating everyone equal, as you know you should.
Unique and individual in every way,
stunning as the transition of night into day.
A rareness in humanity,
and so I am blessed to say.
Because of all this,
my dear Jack.
My heart you have won
My love for you is endless,
forever, as the eternal sun.
A beautiful mind.
A beautiful body.
A beautiful heart and soul.
You are my beautiful.
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Bless this second, this mnute, this hour
Bless every everlating moment I see your beautiful face.
Bless the blinding bright, the darkened dark.
The two extremes of this precious love you have given me, and now I finally see.
No more is love a stranger.
love is known
Imprinted onto my soul by your purposeful existance.
So bless this second, this minute, this hour.
bless this love.
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I see you ponder those darkened thoughts
Fears of which you do not speak
Which dwell in the shaded shadows of your mind
And the eternal abbys of you nightmares.
Precious mind.
Suspend your plagued contemplations and be it at doubts peril.
Expel all faithlessness, for it is an irrelevant guest.
Let my valliant words drown you in rapture,
For a contradiction I am not, as my verse be mighty as verbal steel.
Now abolish the unwelcomed unwanted in the shaded shadows,
And let my words be the light.
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