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at this point
there's not much
that i can say
without saying
what i've been trying to say
since the beginning
in an around about
kind of way
yes, i'm talking in circles
why wouldn't i
when my thoughts
always seem to come back to you
if i get another chance
maybe i will have the nerve
to do what i've been wanting to do
since the beginning
maybe i will ask you to dance
and maybe you will say yes
then i will know
the feeling of
being in your embrace
maybe i will feel
the rhythm of your heart
as you feel
the rhythm of mine
i feel i've said too much
and not enough
at the same time
could be
i see myself in you
or see the things i try to hide
that you must be trying to hide
but can't hide from me
because i know
exactly what to look for
at this point
i have no idea what i'm saying
however
i do have a request
if you are ever
in the mood to grant a wish
just hold me in your arms
until the song ends

sweeter

a deeper love’s
a much sweeter love
than a short-lived
superficial love
so i’m keeping
no secrets, love
voicing all complaints
at the beginning, love
avoiding drama
down the road, love
staying true, love
no man compares to
you, love
never knew love
until the day
i met you, love
put down my guards
and embraced you, love
melted in your arms
then seeped through your pores, love
so i guess you can say
we’re one, love
savor the flavor
of your kiss, love
no need for rings or vows
this is natural, love
no contract compares
to the most high’s bond, love
my heart is yours
it always was, love
and always will be
even after my breaths cease, love

4 you

upon looking closer
you will find
the presence of your influence
hidden between syllables
like smiles found in
moments of silence over the phone
look at me
gone off to the land of
make believe
leaving sensibility behind
time traveling
so that i can watch
as you draw lines in the sand
hypnotized by your truth
honestly
i write on
even when i have
nothing left to say
just cuz i don’t want
the moment to end
but i can’t suspend the moment
so i just make it last longer
hoping time allows you to
hang around till the end

secret

i bet i would write the most beautiul poem
while in his embrace
my pen making strokes
while he strokes my hair
and gently kisses my neck
not sure why i choose to
create these moments
knowing they will never happen
maybe because watching them
feels nice
feels right
a beautiful love affair
silent love affair
no spoken words
just looks
and touches
i would be gentle
let my fingers
become feathers
so that it
almost feels
unreal
he's my secret
protected from reality
dwelling in my imagination
kissed passionately
and frequently
i savor the sweet taste
of happiness
that exists when our lips meet
but settle for pen wars
knowing that i surrendered long ago
now i write
so that
he can read
all that i may never say