N e w s

 

You need to know, I know not when.

A day will come, and be the end.

All time will stop, but not forgot.

All those days, you didn't lose.

So use them now, I don't know how.

Just make the most, of every hour. 

All seconds count, your life to mount.

So make the most, with who you choose.

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Reflections

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All thoughts are done, 

all songs are sung. 

My glass is empty, see?

The tap runs dry, 

friends by and by, 

In the mirror, I can't, 

see me.

I look about, 

within, without, 

I search for company. 

An empty room, 

a wilted bloom. 

there nothing more 
to see.

Forever Lovers

 The earth it birthed me once again.

The rain ran through my mortal vein.

The wind, it blew, it's breath on me.

The sun, it warmed, my inner being.

And slowly as I did start to rise, 

you came behind and to my surprise, 

you touched my soul with your fiery eyes, 

and we became two, forever tied.

Painted Kisses

I painted you in rainbows. 

I even drew your heart. 

I stole a kiss, half way through. 

Your lips did slightly part.

I felt the knowing feeling, 

the lusting of the touch. 

I only hope that you were warned, 

that I will kiss you much.

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In silver light, their masks delight, they hide behind their veil. 

They spin such lucid tales, of lust they do avail. 

They compliment and flirt and fly to sow the seeds of desire, 

but quickly do their long spun tales drift unto the mire. 

So happy thoughts and caution taught, I explore this world of theirs. 

I now know how to hold it back, my inner-self not shared. 

But keep these imps at distance, and keep behind the line;

and we will see if love does hold given nothing more than time.

~.~

You only need to learn ...

A sideways glance, you look aside.

Their love, their joy, they do not hide. 

Such an affront to dignity, 

no shame or hidden humility. 

What comes of this youth, do they not see? 

The wrong, the right, the family. 

Through their misdeeds there can not be, 

no love, no life, no future. See? 

Can they not but learn our love for them?

It is our will, and they must bend. 

They must learn to be what's right. 

Shun their thoughts, take a wife. 

Trapped inside a goodly life. 

Their love will grow, throughout time. 

If they but bend to our desires, 

they shall find peace instead.

But no, they bend, to instant urge. 

Their life is gay, and so blurred.

Through pain of denial they should learn. 

That happiness is absurd.