Forged in Spirit

Souls Touch in the fire

Forged in spirit

Trials bring us together

Will banality part us?

Normal everyday life

Shall be the death of everything

All we’ve worked towards

All we ever wanted

We’ve both striven for the stars

Craved the universe

What good is a picket fence?

If there is no one

Left standing beside it? 

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TILL

I feel your hand touch mine

It slides up my hips

Your tongue burns my skin with fire

As it slowly climbs up my thigh

You pin me up against the wall

My hands are high above my head

You remove your tie

Gently, firmly bind them, bind me

A great pressure begins to mount

There is no time, no space, just us

You raise me so I could touch the universe

As I catch my breath, you slowly start the dance again

We change places and promaenade again, and again.

Till we are exhausted,

Till morning comes,

Till we

Till

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The Air I Breathe

I would turn you away

Even if you begged

I’m not worthy of your estimation

I’m not really even worthy of a thought

Time wasted on me could be better spent

Telling tales of days gone by,

Bringing the future to life,

Learning of wonders yet to be

Because I will NEVER be worthy of you.

I may not be smart, or pretty or talented

But of this I am certain with all my crushed being,

I am barely worth the air I breathe

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May is ascendent over December...

I must be brave, present a stoic front

I’m no longer a vapid child

The last time we met I was freer

Now time has made me wild

The time has come to bear the brunt

And playthings put away

It’s time to stop such childlike ways

For December no longer is for May

So bear in mind my age is young

And Children often lie

But for now I’ll whisper Sweet nothing,

Give a kiss, and Say Goodbye.

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Touch the Infinite, Gravitate to all you can be...

Reach up and touch the Infinite

Gravitate to all you can be

For once be more than just human

You’ll be amazed at the marvels you’ll see

Shells become visions of beauty

There’s a pattern mathematic, precise

They sing with orchestral harmonies

A record will no longer suffice

A snowflake is a thing of wonder

Some say that each one is unique

But I can define its precise shape

By a formula, I guess I’m a geek

But all of these figures and numbers

All wonders and beauties abide

Are nothing without being partaken

By friends, right there, by your side

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Muddy Footprints

If you walk beside me in the rain

Can I walk with you in the sun?

Our feet splash the sidewalk together

The mud covers our shoes

It would be cool if we touched

I’m content to share air and mud

The sun warns our entwined spaces

Just a little while longer

Then I’ll pass along

I’ll go the other way

You go right, I’ll go left

The sun will go away

Rain will come

Shadows will stay

All that will be left are

Muddy footprints

Obession vs Adoration

Obsession

I can’t tell why I like them

It’s an indescribable need

It’s a burning fire

I fixate on little details

I can tell you everything about them

I don’t want anyone else near them

I know every appearance

I see their latest movie but I don’t remember the plot

I threaten others if they violate their space

But if someone else comes close better to make them feel insecure

Because I feel insecure myself

But they’re insecure right…

I swear they’re winking right at me…

I think I’ll go see them

It’s not like I don’t know where they are…         

Adoration

I love the things you do  

You make me better everyday

Learning more about the best you are,

Helps me discover 

More about the person I want to be

Exploring new avenues of learning,

Expanding my mind

By the breadth of you

No longer needing to hide

The light in you brings out the light in me

I read an article today about celebrity obsession and thought I would do a side by side comparision poem.  The difference between the two, in my mind, one is about how “I feel”, the other is about how the celebrity influences the writer.  Just my little contribution to the debate about Celebrities and obsession.

Imagine

Retreat from Reality

Why stay here with the pain

I can have anything I envision

My stage is set

It should be perfect

But even in my fantasies

I’m not in charge

I’m not the best

Or the brightest

Or the prettiest

I can’t have what I want

Even in my wildest dreams

A glimpse of paradise

Is too much to imagine

Beloved/Summons (A Conversation)

I long to see the sunshine.

              You see it every day.

I miss the sea and sand.

In your eyes, their colors lay.

I want to see my beloved,

I miss you just as much!

To walk with her hand and hand.

I miss your very touch!

My beloved, I summon you.

I hear and answer the call.

I call you home to stay.

Why would I wish to be away?

And once you have entered my view,

You are my world, my all!

I promise to be forever with you.

I have no reason to stray.

Rain Will Fall Again

Soon tomorrow’s coming

Can today last forever?

I know that the sun must rise

How many times must I?

I’ve fallen so many times

Many times I’ve been pushed

They rejoice in seeing

My face in the mud

I won’t let them see the tears

Mixed with the dirt

If you cry in the rain

It hides the tears well

I’ve stopped walking in the sun

When the sun rises

You will be gone

I will go back to hiding my face

Then the rain will fall again