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George Andrade Poem
You shine like the stars in the sky,
You are the sparkle of my eye,
Like the rays of the sun,
You give life with your touch,
And with a slight brush of your cheek,
You make me weep,
I weep for your presence,
At the base of a lone dark tree.
I slump,
But when I see you get close,
I give it all my strength,
To be perfect for you is all I seek.
Krasivaya,
I have waited for you my entire life,
and now I will never want to leave your side,
Nourish me with your loving touch,
And I will shower you with the sweet scent of my nectar veins,
With your care krasivaya,
Your red rose will never die.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
As the sun makes its descent down the ocean line,
The sky turns peach,
And the sweetness of your smell makes me flutter towards you like a bee,
As I drift among the white sand,
The ocean waves reach for you,
And try to take you away,
The crustaceans shine their best for you,
And the sea stars light your ground,
As the stars begin to sparkle in the sky,
An unfathomable beauty unfolds,
And all I can offer you is a place beneath my wing.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
Hello you pretty woman,
Give me your small, soft, loving hand and Fly away with me to a land,
On a cloud we shall land,
And be above everyone on land,
Like two birds we will be free,
Free from the society that makes people bland,
Let us forget everything we were taught
And let us create our own laws of the land,
Let us be that which those said we could not be, be.
You pretty woman dressed in white like an angel,
We will fly in the sky until our creator decides it is time to land.
But do not cry you pretty woman,
I will grasp your hand as we make our descent back to land,
And as our bodies decompose on this wretched land,
Two roses will grow from our conjoined hands,
And we will go on living together until the end of this land.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
You shot me with your bullet
When you said 'i love you',
Halfway around the world I could not see you,
But looks did not matter as I loved you for you,
And Crazy in love we typed 'I miss you',
Your loving care kept me healthy with every picture I saw of you,
You graced the background of my computer and I think I did so too,
Madly in love,
In a digital age,
Was embedded the story of me and you.
And after an eternity of waiting,
I finally held you,
Victory was won over time, whose hands so slowly moved,
But on that Sunday it was like heaven had descended to earth just to unite me and you,
Connected by hands and not by wires or CPU's,
It was the best feeling one could ever have not being on ICQ.
I never wanted to let you go,
But our societies made us part,
And as that train so vigorously roared farther and farther away,
It split us apart,
And the bullet began to hurt my heart.
Back to our old ways on a keyboard and mouse,
Your passion for me was gone but mine still remained rampant for you,
You said you could not wait for me,
But darling I could wait a lifetime just have another moment with you,
Slowly,
Slowly,
Slowly,
The flame is burning out,
And my love for you will soon die out,
The bullet slowly thrusts through my heart churning at every thought of you.
I still want you,
But without your love,
Your bullet will kill me soon.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
I sit here,
Alone,
in a corner without you.
The smell of fresh bread fills my senses and reminds me of you,
The scent of a strong heart and warming soul,
Everything you are,
Engulfs my heart and makes me long for you.
It hurts to be without you,
but true love persists through pain.
I will wait at this cafe fantasizing about you,
Alone,
because I just want to be with you.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
Hello pretty woman,
Might I say you look very beautiful in that dark black dress tonight?
Beautiful like the night in sight,
Beautiful like the celestial bodies that light my sky,
Beautiful like the sparkling water in sight.
Please pretty woman would you grant me your small, soft, loving hand again tonight?
Let me stop time,
And let’s dive in the water that grants us life,
Tonight you are mine,
In this lonely universe,
On this single planet,
In this single ocean,
With a single flame of passion that makes this night so right,
You are mine and I am yours tonight.
You face as precious as porcelain,
Your lips as soft as cotton,
Your skin as supple as the water that wraps around our bodies,
Your neck is my road to your treasures,
Like a cartographer I chart your mountains,
And proceed to your desert,
Your taste is as sweet as honey,
And your legs as smooth as the skin of an apple.
Alone like the sun we light tonight’s sky,
Please pretty woman do not leave me this time,
Let us stay in this moment forever until the end of time.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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George Andrade Poem
My Queen,
You conquered my heart,
And for a short time we had the best time of our lives,
Like two children in a field with no rules,
We ran,
We played,
We loved,
But now your love for me has ended.
Love,
Decomposing,
Like a mighty tree that once stood tall
Has fallen,
And its energy is returned to the earth for someone else to use,
But my love for you still remains,
Like a plague,
Thoughts of you haunt my mind:
Who will you touch?
Who will you call honey?
Who will you kiss goodnight?
Jealously, envy, and hatred
Taint my broken heart
And rule over the land that was once yours,
A land once filled with sunlight,
Passion fruit,
And lilies,
is dead,
and gone,
Waiting for a new queen to vanquish its evils.
These are the evils of a one sided love.
Copyright © George Andrade | Year Posted 2010
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