…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
......
Would you believe me if i said two mice led me to my soulmate?
Two girls in a small cabin at summer camp
Two mice wrecking havoc in the late hours of the night
It's a fairy tale in itself the way we fell in love
She says shes happy she was my first
My first love
My first kiss
My first everything
......
NEW WAVE ASCENDS
Workers waul at leaders sold
who rush to airports cold
in hospitals wan women wallow
tattered children nothing to swallow
ideals trickling through untilled soil
will dreams and intentions expire
before patient arthritic grandmothers tire
......
Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch
When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall—yours made me bleed?
When winter makes me think of you—
whorls petrified in frozen dew,
......
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NEW WAVE ASCENDS
Workers waul at leaders sold
who rush to airports cold
in hospitals wan women wallow
tattered children nothing to swallow
ideals trickling through untilled soil
will dreams and intentions expire
before patient arthritic grandmothers tire
......
ii
Continue reading
Would you believe me if i said two mice led me to my soulmate?
Two girls in a small cabin at summer camp
Two mice wrecking havoc in the late hours of the night
It's a fairy tale in itself the way we fell in love
She says shes happy she was my first
My first love
My first kiss
My first everything
......
…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
......
Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch
When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall—yours made me bleed?
When winter makes me think of you—
whorls petrified in frozen dew,
......