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Forbidden love, I cannot ever tell them about you
Oh no! The world – my madness – could not understand and contain!
And this supernatural love in me –only sweet insanity
In my amphitheater - can amusingly entertain!

In a one-hour session – a hundred psychiatrists
Would lose their intellects in my love poems with you
And in silence – when their heads fell to the ground–
From the asylum – I would quickly fly so far away from view.

I would be nowhere except in those blissful December days
When my love’s silly expression was horrid jealousy dressed in nobility –
In those fairy tale evenings
When your cold kisses had not yet killed my sense of sensibility.

Only you will know that I died hoping
That in the crucible of love – you had not been the persecutor.
Perhaps – perhaps – in another life – another scene of death –
My love will not be given precisely the role of heartbreak tutor.

Sitting on your tombstone now – only a stranger - will you be!
Today – I will name you for a little star in a secret constellation;
I will watch you from my rooftop every miserable night in March
But forever – the star will be little less than a dream – only fruit of my imagination.

                                           What a fool i have been

In the twilight, small shadows frolic and
Go past me as they go and return on their road home.
That day with you, in this kind of scenery,
We gave and exchanged our treasures for only the two of us.

The promise that was tied up in our hearts,
even now, even now,
I embrace it with all my might. There will be a day when
I’ll meet you and then (that promise) will be fulfilled
For that day,
As I believe in it, I will be idling away

I wonder where you could possibly be about now
I wonder if the promise we had
with each other is still in your heart
The season pass by but
That time is unchanging
I’m yearning for you

Even if your face fades away,
Even now, even now, in the center of my heart,
I keep the promise alive
Be strong, "my heart" "my heart"
For the thing that had us bound,
As I believe in it, I’ll be waiting

I want to softly ask about the promise that
we could have met
That day, the two of us,
If we could go back to that time somehow,
"Promise" me one more time
OK? As I believe in it, I’ll be praying…

Memoirs of the past

You were always so perfect to me,
so soft and gentle,
cherishing you instantly,
without a second glance,
I never distrusted those eyes,
that lied to me continuously,
I promised you I’d always try,
but slowly you were losing me.

I would always have given you anything,
just to keep your interest,
stopping my heart from remembering,
all the pain you caused,
I never pulled away from that kiss,
that held a painful hint of truth,
Maybe you’d be too hard to miss,
so I said I was still in love with you.

I wanted more than just the infatuation,
that you found in me.
You said love was only a distraction,
that you really didn’t need,
so I cried myself to sleep,
knowing the times we shared must end.
You couldn’t let emotion run deep,
you said you made love to me, as a friend.

But eventually, my love,
friendships fade, too,
and I can’t make love and walk away,
pretending I don’t love you.
Never once did I push you away,
but everything comes to end,
so all that’s left to say,
is goodbye,

I loved loving you, my friend.

A song drifts softly while I hold your hand,
A love song singing of you and me;
Of the tears we cried and the hardships we bared,
And the sweet kiss that we have constantly shared.
The candles flickered while we whispered sweet nothings,
The wick burned intensely for each passing evenings;
Evenings laced with your sweet kisses and moans,
Evenings spent exploring those of love’s unknowns.

The flowers bloomed into an array of odors.
A four cornered world filled with scents and colors;
Scents enveloping us as we entwine.
Colors glowing like hearts of yours and mine.
I open my eyes and none was real nor near.
Not the song, nor the candles, nor flowers are here.
A dream it is, and it will always seem to be.
For you were never meant for me.

Survey
 

Seeing your picture,
makes me insane,
i miss you so much,
i feel so much pain.

I remember what it was like,
to be with you,
not a care in the world,
there was nothing i’d rather do.

Now I’m left,
with a broken heart,
waiting for you,
to tear my world apart.

You damaged every bit of me,
now i’m so weak,
to the point where,
i can’t even speak.

I miss you,
i miss every part,
i miss your warm body next to mine,
what next to shatter or tear apart ?

Sure i miss your smile,
but i miss mine too,
what’s it gonna take,
to get you back ?

A song of anticipation follows
black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter pattering
of a fist-sized machine.

I am jailed by your memory,
these bars of sunlight
and walls of scented smoke
and brown wood where picture frames of
evening coffee stains
and cherry lip gloss rent spaces
at the back of my head.

Eventually the present becomes a cage,
I, a restless bird fearing flight
and longing instead to return
and rest in the warm embraces of your shell.

If you could see inside my soul
see inside my heart
you would know how I long for you
whenever we’re apart

If you could see inside my head
if thoughts were things to see
you would know how I cherish you
how much you mean to me

In all the ways you comfort me
the way you hold me near
the way you know just what to do
to chase away my fear

The sparkle in your beautiful eyes
your smile, laugh, your touch
are just a few of many reasons
I love you oh so much

Knowing I can talk to you
about any and everything
and knowing together we will get
through whatever life may bring

I could search the whole world over
and this I know is true
I would never find another love
like the love I found with you

Though with each new day, each sunrise
we can’t  know what’s in store
there is one thing I know for sure
each day I love you more

So if you could see inside my head
if thoughts were things to see
you would know I blessed I feel
to have you here with me