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Zack Brule Poem
I LOVE YOU can be communicated and heard
But the action of LOVE is more than just words
It's more than just letters
It should be used as a verb
An action that is given
A feelng so superb
REAL LOVE last forever
And true LOVE never fades
If you say that "you have loved"
I will be questioning your faith
Because REAL LOVE last forever
It doesn't gradually just change
It's a feeling deep with in
that nothing should persuade
The four letter word used by many
depending on the language
Some letters are prone to change
Although the definition remains the same
So when I say I LOVE YOU
I mean it so sincerely
I end it with your name.
Je T'aime
Zack Brule
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2016
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Loneliness never felt so real, until the ones you once wished to be alone with, up and left you for good... And you're left with only memories, remembering the good with the bad, knowing forever it's all gone... It's just you and the sombered broken silence... That silence only the lonely can hear... Hearing the sounds of the loneliest lonesome songs are all their left with... The rembrance of melodies together they once shared... Now two worlds torn and spread competely apart... All that remains are those lonesome heartbroken tunes... The tunes that two hearts once beat nsync in rhythm together too ... Rhythmic tones have faded off in a distant sobering sombered silence... Worlds away from eachother two hearts live and life goes on... Only problem is now the same two hearts are completely off beat...On and off, lost and lasting, good and bad memories continue to dance on and on... They keep on dancing to past melodies dancing too off beats... Dancing alone, we kept on dancing in them once familar roads... Nowdays we keep on dancing, but we dance in darkened, lonesome, dead end, one way in and out streets...
Zack Brule
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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The language of love for me lies in her smile. Words are not required. Lip reading starts with her smile. But, there is so much more to lovin her deeper within... The sexiest curvature on her body isn't just her booty or her boobies, it's slightly above her chin.
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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Love her for her beautiful soul, her invisibility to others. Embrace her imperfections, reassuring her that you would never change them. Instead of habitually telling her I love you, try acting out your love though avid affection.
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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Your eyes romantically tell a story. Whole-hearted and sincerity, a pair of enchanting qualities that also drew me in. Your stunning beauty erupts a hunger in which I starve for your affection. On nights that I dream of you, I awaken starved again. I am honored to have met you, but most of all forever grateful to have you as a friend. I want to know your past, your present. How did you become so beautiful? Tell me everything, where did it all begin? I smile when I think of you, happiness sets in. I think about you constantly, thoughts of if and when. We were to heighten our relationship. Would it strengthen our relations, since we started off just as friends? I promise to be your everything, from beginning to the end. If I were to ask you to make my dreams our reality. Would you help me write our own love story, with a love that never ends?
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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Prenuptial agreement why not call it premeditated divorce? Why start something one plans or knows will end? Whats worse foreseeing unhappiness in the beginning or planning the ending with a smile, just happy it's all over, no more pain, anguish, or hurt... What's so wrong with fixing what isn't broken? Shouldn't we re-write what's wrong by bettering our selves from lessons we already have learned, that's refixing what currently works... Accepting constructive criticism should start with positive reinforcement, it feels better to give than to take, even if it's just letters that turn into word's... If opposites attract, what's the attraction that draws two differences in? What's the meaning of a message in a bottle when we shouldn't keep it bottled all in? Why do we teach kids not to lie yet we lie to them seasonally... The Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, The tooth Fairy... All lies we were told as youths yet we live to tell the same tales to our children's children, reassuring them lying is wrong and or even a sin... But remember asking for his forgiveness forgives all ten of his wishes, his do's and his don'ts... The list of his commandments, commanding us to ask for his forgiveness inorder to get to another place after it all comes to an end... A place filled with peace and happiness it's eternity, a place called heaven... But if he forgives all sins then why not forgive those who simple forgot to ask to be forgiven because they forgot to ask or maybe just forgotten they've sinned...
Why???
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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Unspoken words perpetually echo louder as I reflect alone. Slowly engulfing me in a sobering and sombered silence. I masked my emotions so the truth would never show. Unanswered questions eventually turned to assumptions of what I would come to never know. Remaining silent took me to places that I never thought I could go.
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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I don't want the girl I love to walk down the aisle because she wants to feel like a princess for merely only a memory, that once upon a time... I rather her run and jump into my arms every time she was away from me long enough to make her yearn for my loving touch. Knowing we have a love without end, and that unconditional feeling of happily ever after .
Copyright © Zack Brule | Year Posted 2017
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