I wish I never lost the first love
It was the best of best we have
I hope I never have to search love
I think I found my gift from up above
I know there is distance I will wait
I know of temptation
I will pray
I will selflessly be on pier
Each day, wait on the maiden sail
I will patiently see you through my stains
Open up to changes as they come
My heart is held in your palm
My thoughts are centered on our fam
I am yours to loose
You are mine to keep
The play has changed script I am watching my beloved on stage
I am pensive of each act
Eager of each cast
I am monitoring closely,
delving deeper into this abyss of thought
I am attentive
Lest I'm lost on the path to happiness
I walk besides
Sharing the pain of the thorn
The joy of the fruit
And the confusion that is spring in the North
We find our way across terrain
We work our genius and glide over the plains
We swim the oceans and ride the current
There is no I,
No me
But we
My beloved and I.
my beloved is me,I am my beloved
my poetry and me
Curled up
Laid back
Or bent over
I do it best facing down
but try it anyhow I'll give you verse
I'll give you rhyme coz my poetry is not tied
to position
is not based on time
Real Wordz
screamed loud
or soft mourn
my poetry soft
fluently thought
never ever crosed
whether hum or groan
always on
point
always on
hot
I serve it like a spicy dish
I give it like JC gave fish
freely,
willingly,
I make it make me
It guides me to be
Every
little
Every
big
Everything
I can be
my poetry and me
teach me; to lie to my pen
like the earth's shadow cast on the moon
go now leave.
Lives acutely similar in many respects
Fuelled by memories of past conquests
We are bound by the secrets we share
Nay! Shared
Tied by the invisible chains of feeling
The unseen shackles of thought
Let this be the last night of our old life
This opera is in it's final act and the pre maddona is shrieking her lungs out
The guilt is tampered by relief
Go ye if you were held by a spell
Walk free if you were enslaved
I feel light
This burden has been lifted off me