It’s a lovers Moon
Watching through the trees
As we walk hand in hand
In the cool night breeze
As we sit beneath the old Oak tree
And gaze into each others eyes
In the distance getting closer
Is the sound of an Owls cries
A kiss is followed by a warm embrace
As passions begin to rise
......
…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”
......
Before today,
The warmest voice gave.
This peal crescent adored you,
Shared the light through your name.
Before I woke,
A few times ago,
My frame had flight,
Moments had soul.
......
Sweet wind, broken glass, empty halls, and at last
Real pain cuts my soul with the puzzles of trust.
Your lies, nothing new, are created by lust.
You are, after all, just like them, the outcast.
And now, we are broken by us; that was fast.
But just as expected, like those before us
We cast to the void of irrelevant past,
Like those before us, before us…
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
......
It’s a lovers Moon
Watching through the trees
As we walk hand in hand
In the cool night breeze
As we sit beneath the old Oak tree
And gaze into each others eyes
In the distance getting closer
Is the sound of an Owls cries
A kiss is followed by a warm embrace
As passions begin to rise
......
The moon whispered to the sea,
'Tell me your deepest secrets.'
And the sea, with its waves dancing,
Revealed tales of lost ships,
Of sailors' dreams and mermaids' songs.
The moon listened, its silver glow
Caressing the water's surface.
It heard stories of love and longing,
Of storms that raged and calms that soothed,
......
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
......
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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
......