If I have to change who I am
Am I still the person you love?
That loves you in return?
What rivers, valleys, mountains
Even worlds and galaxies,
I wouldn't cross to be with you.
__________
But to change my soul,
My heart,
My mind?
These are the things that make me. These make me WHO I am
_________
But you are a part of me too.
If you ask me to choose,
No matter what I do,
I lose.
________
Heartbroken already,
I cry,
As I contemplate,
My loss.
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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Friday, January 11, 2019
Loss
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Dashing (Rondine)
Run your finger along my arm
While on the loveseat we waited
Our love could not be abated
Wanting to raise no alarm
We lowered our level of charm
Keeping others from harm
But our loving fire was unsated
As Moon begin to cry
Tapping your finger in alarm
Into the back room we faded
The nearest room we raided
Almost arriving belated
It seem more than just fated
As we began to slowly warm
Away from the raging storm
As the moon began to cry
Sunday, November 5, 2017
Falling
The moon begins to fall
The distance I thought so far
It seems was not far at all
Far off a bright shining star,
Beckons a clarion call,
The cry feels so bizarre,
The journey starts with a crawl
Accompanied by guitars
While Moon furthers falls