Color of Life……

Color of Life……

I ask myself this time and oftn,
What is that you are to me…
The colour in life’s faint outlines,
My soothing shadow, my bright sunshine,
The beat of my heart, the whisper of my breath,
The kiss of life that can bring me back from Death.
A moment in time, my eternity,
In a savage world – serenity.
The best chapters of life – relived, revised,
A wish turned true, a dream realized.
My heart has answered time and oft,
That is what you are to me.

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Definition of Love

Definition of Love

My definition of love… is different from the book

My definition of love ……is more than just a look

Love is more than a word more than any song, or note

Love is more than a poem more than anything i’ve wrote

Love is reaching out to touch someone to be sure that they’re there

Love is looking into her eyes and whispering in her ears

Love is embracing when she cries and catching all her tears

Love is the warmth shared between hugs when everything else is cold

Love is knowing they’ll still be there when everything else is old

Love is hearts beating faster and faster while everything else is slowed down

Love is singing sweet songs to her even if hundreds are around

Love is driving through the rain to help someone through tough times

Love is me wishing that you’ll love me too wishing you’d be mine

Love isn’t just holding hands

Love is holding hearts

Love isn’t where it ends….

Love is where it starts…

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Emptiness………………

Emptiness………………

The feeling inside is nothing
but an icy cold
For the wishes and hopes
that i stupidly hold
Soon they will be burned;
There will be a lesson learned
But that time hasn’t come yet
And i’m still only trying to forget.
That when my heart goes weak
It is only you i seek
I wish it was all for me
I wish i was the only one you see
But with that single wish all hope falls
and no longer shall i stand upon my empire so tall
My tears of joy they stream
when you enter my harsh dreams
but i only awake
to an emptiness…………….

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Itz Love

Itz Love

We cannot Love unless
we know what Love is.
We cannot Love other
as others, unless we possess
sufficient Self-Love,
a Love we learn
from being Loved in infancy
and we cannot talk about Love,
about Love that is Infantile or mature,
unless we are also prepared
to talk about
HATE

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