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Will Time… Be In… Our Favor…

Pocket Watch in Sand

These months have been a frustration.

Many prayers haven risen seeking a better sensation.

Reaching out seeking a white dove.

An agonal pulsing heart needing some love.

Clouds of misunderstanding are floating by.

Feeling like the sweet things in life decided to pass on by.

Wondering when things turned this bleak.

It’s his Divine encounter that I seek.

My tears have been a companion in bed.

Unable to get thoughts on how to resolve this out of my head.

There’s no one to express it to.

Writing is what I turn to.

These keys tap the stories of experiences out.

My internal meter is nearing drought.

Yearning for a miracle or a breakthrough.

Why does it seem like the rewards’ goal is to evade you?

My soul won’t allow me to give up.

But, sick of feeling alone with no one to help me up.

Yes, I’m strong and know this is temporary.

Gosh, it would be good to have a healing fairy.

Some things are so clear but yet so far.

It’s like I’m trying to build a rocket out of toothpicks to the nearest star.

Burnt out on grudges and anger and not moving forward together.

Ready to walk this path alone through the remaining weather.

At times I wish things didn’t remind me of you.

Just wanting to turn off the heart and mind and deprogram from you.

It’s not because I don’t have any love to give.

It’s because I know I have one life to live.

You see, the struggle isn’t that hard for me.

It’s the continuous pain that is starting to blind me.

Love should not create this situation.

Maybe, I just need a vacation.

If only you  knew how tired I am of thinking of this,

You know what.. let me make this wish.

I wish for love to replace the pain.

I wish for the memories of why we love each other would surface again.

I wish the slate was clean from all the bad decisions.

I wish time was invested and intention with accurate precision.

I wish that the fear would leave your mind and heart.

I wish you had a reset button so we could have a restart.

I wish that the time needed to heal wasn’t so dreadfully slow.

I wish the uncertainty was replaced by a heart and mind that truly knows.

I wish that I didn’t have to write this right here.

I wish you were saying I love you dear.

But let me stop wishing because we both know the plan.

We both have to reach out and walk hand in hand.

We have to stop letting selfishness lead.

There is no room for three or four, truly no need.

I write this because I know this is true.

You truly underestimate the love you have as a blessing in front of you.

This is my last plea.

Surrender to him and embrace the gem he’s granted thee.

The time is nearing I can feel it in my soul.

At the end, maybe it’ll be my own hand I hold.

But, I know my silence will be all that remains.

If things continue to stay the same.

No effort, no change, and placing the blame.

Won’t affect progress, things just won’t change.

But, while I’m on this bended knee.

I say a prayer for you and for me.

Believing the best but yet you still feed Self

My desire is almost dry and soon there will be nothing left.

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Ten Reasons: Corny Love 101

love

Ten items…not all but only a few…a small dose of why I Love You 

One hello after a long period of time. No motive. The expression of greetings to a friend 

Two years and counting. A friendship that has progressed. Will there be a happy ending to the love that I have professed? 

Three a.m. and the sun smiles upon us. A rooftop conversation. No obligations. Only US

Four beers between the both of us. Giggles turned on with the tap. I kiss your forehead and give your rear an intimate tap. *wink* 

Five. The number of times today that I’ve wanted to hug and kiss your lips. All within five minutes, wow this feeling is a trip. 

Six. The time when our workdays come to an end. Our first thoughts are the presence and longing to connect with each other again. 

Seven degrees above the temperature of the sun. I hope my love makes your insides become something you can’t overcome.

Eight…rather “ate“…mmm, the wings and steaks that we consume. Our midsection will be as round as the cheeks on the meme baboon.

Nine lives that I pray I have with you. 

Ten reasons that don’t even begin to explain exactly why I Love You. 

 

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EcioV

Pencil in falling apart
There’s no time for matters of the heart
Tears need a rain check
Unknown if there are any clouds
the son is my focus
Rays that can’t penetrate a guarded heart
A slave to what was before
Why learn my name
When yours was the only one that mattered
Allowing the minute things to drain my soul
The present should’ve been the only attachment

Peaceful purgatory

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Why Speak or Move

The nights have always been long

Now they are silent

The miles were between us

But the flow was powerful as if we were in the same room

Roads that once connected us are now blocked

Amazing how a Good Night can scramble into Have a Good Life

Standing Still

Refusing to step back because forward is all I know

I am Still

You shut me out

My feet won’t move forward to figure or work it out

Time speaks loudly when the seconds turn joy into detachment

My heart still blazes

All externally I can give

Is a Poker Face in the Dark.

Expressionless and Hidden from sight

I stand alone

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Precision

Each Word
Precisely Chosen
Delicately Handled
Meticulously Planted
Deliberately Implemented
Each Word
Critically Analyzed
Emotionally Charged
Each Word
Mentally Trampolined
Specifically Shared
Each Word
Gifted To You
From Me

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Haiku: Smother the Flames

How does one end pain

A pain fueled by hope and love 

While still being Self

 

A heart won’t live mute

Two hearts. Two minds. Two roads that 

lead farther away 

 

Loving. One way street.

Never will be enough because

“US” isn’t the goal

 

Clear thought brings healing

Love is still present but mute

No fuel. Fire dies