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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

In dreams ...

In dreams, my heart betrays me
My days are not yet done
Wherever life shall take me, I haven't lost
I won

What I see speaks to me
It tells me nothing new
Your sweet, delicate words of love are not the very thing you do

Sentimental days are a thing of our past
To cherish love, one must love
Making sweet love last

The last I dared myself to see terrible shame came over me
a day after I gave thee thanks, new bodkin raised old painful ranks to simply unacceptable
You are unbearable, incomparable
My discontent I can not hide
My reply to you is  - nevermind

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Where the heart is, there is poetry


Please, I ask you reach inside your heart to grab a feeling you can share
Trust me, you have feelings
you're just unaware

Love isn't something that you get
Love doesn't drop down on your head, like a giant cow
Love is when you care for someone else instead

Love isn't something that you need
Love isn't something you can write or read
Love isn't something that you do

Love is being a live for someone else  - forgetting you