would you,
please,
if you would,
bring me to my special place?
the one where we,
sit,
laugh
and make happy memories?
what would it take?
for you to be the one?
is there a set of words?
a key to your heart?
i dont want to be
“just friends”
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Flower Girl
When the bitter winds have passed
The winter warms
And the spring days dawn
Remember to bloom.
Dream
I seem
To see in cream
A stream
Of steam
The beauty stands as I reach
Looking down to me to teach
Clinging to her like a leach
Then nothing but a long beach
Trees
And then I feel free.
Light through the leaves
Dancing in the shadows
Show me the way back
My waking eyes have lost the gleam
I no longer dream.
Love Is Not Love Until We Give It Away
We feel it in ourselves,
We know it is the best gift to receive,
We know we need it,
But we may not horde it,
For if we do, it loses all meaning,
Love Is Not Love Until We Give It Away
Doused Inferno
I, humbled by life
Stopped.
In the middle of the path
In the middle of my life
And in the dark wood I took a knee
As I came to myself
I spoke no words
On both accounts
For I knew What I had done
I rose and silently accepted myself
Moving ever forward to a better self.
-Inspired By Dante
Desire
Desire is a strange and odd beauty,
Swirling like a lost leaf in the road,
It may be lost or it may be right where it belongs,
To you, that is left to be decided upon,
Where will it land and where will it be lost,
Will it be crushed under foot, left to crumble into particles, scattered across our world, no place to belong and no longer wanted,
Or maybe it will get stranded in a pile with all others like it, forgotten and left to rot, buried under lost over and forgotten dessert,
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