Love of lifeTell me a time I can be with uShare precious moments all laughter and smiles Tell me when I can be left to myself to make a choice of my own I run to hold you, embrace you, kiss you I yearn to touch you, feel you, make love to you Can I not be held down let me be, so free Make them shut their eyes leave yours and mine open Let you see the woman outside the man in you hungry for me Reach out your hand, lets runaway where none can find A place so seren, yet so deep I close my eyes and whence I open Your face lost, only for a moment I yearn once more for thy presence I am hungry once more for thy touch Wherever you may be whenever we may see These lips speak words that are true Thou art mine, I love you. |
Love
I remember those black four walls...
Suddenly the air around me grew warmer in winter..
"come near to me" i heard my inner self whisper |
Language of soul
White is the color that seems so serene
You crept away, and flew high.
How can I show you, my eyes cry for you? |
Memories of love poem
He saw me look out and into the sky
and I fell in love with his smile
but what had he whispered the night,
I dressed myself up, all alone
And believe it or not, I still loved
But what made him so cruel not to help?
Truthfully, my ambitions were something bigger..
My comfort became my fear
while I nearly reached death,
now I smile with my deception and take upon
His eyes still look at me, |
To Dream of RosesThe light has created a new passage in my heart.I fear you will leave me and go- but it’s life. I am not in pain to cry anymore. I am suddenly wasted. Nothing to look forward for.. nothing to hope in. Besides myself, there are only memories. I will keep you in me as my love I will hide you from the sufferings I will show you the bliss extracted from this world. An image creates your phantom. A visions kills your illusion. Besides myself, there are only memories. Suddenly as I stroll down this lane. Passions of the past come back to me. Screaming at the top of my lungs. This voice fades into the everlasting green. A whirlpool of lust and anger diminish I don’t think I love anymore, I just need. I want to show you us in a perfect world.
The ocean is too deep for me to swim.
My world shall collide with yours someday. |
This is LoveLove is but a word.. Love is but a word, limited by time and space. Yet, you know not how far beyond the mind, The boundaries of true love lie.
For every man, be he black, or be he white,
She is the creation of perfection and the soul of creation itself.
I tell thee despair not for the season of
Those of you that hath loved,
She shall one day come into your arms like a falling angel,
From that hour, moments of thought will one day
I tell thee despair not for the season of |