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Talk to me
And don’t
Say a word.
Talk to me
And don’t feel
Anything.
Talk to me
And be without
Any expression.
Talk to me
And don’t
See me
Talk to me
And think about
Anything but me.
Talk to me
And say nothing
I can comprehend.
Talk to me
And shit anywhere
You’d like to.
Talk to me
And eat anything
Your mouth waters for.
Talk to me
And take anything
You damn well please.
Talk to me
While going anywhere
Your dreams can imagine.
Talk to me
And watch anything
You want to watch.
Talk to me
And wear whatever
You like.
Talk to me
And be as clean or as dirty
As you want to be.
Talk to me
And smell however
You want to smell.
Talk to me
Before, after, and during
Yes…even during
Making love to me.
Talk to me
And I’ll give you everything…
But, please
Please
Talk to me.
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
LIVING WITHOUT YOU
I’ve been living for so long without you
Even though every night, you lie by my side.
These feeling in my heart; unlike a statue,
Will not let myself sit and watch time go by.
Now, I am on my quest to find you
As you will know when you look into my eyes.
So baby just sit there and don’t worry,
Because in our hearts I still see the light.
And for me that is all I need
Cause in that I see God’s eyes.
Reminding me of life without you.
A life in which I did not care when I died.
But my soul wanted to keep on living.
And through you, it was that I realized.
An odd memory to treasure,
When thought of through human eyes.
Through Grace I only see the beauty
Of how God put you in my life.
So baby just sit there and don’t worry,
Because God’s in both of our lives.
Joining us in heaven,
His will, living here on earth.
And the beauty of living without you
Is that every night, you lie by my side.
Remember, no matter how lost
in life things may seem,
Every night I am lying by your side,
On a quest and I will find you.
I’ll stretch out my fingers and touch you
The light that lights up my life.
Even though every night, you lie by my side.
These feeling in my heart; unlike a statue,
Will not let myself sit and watch time go by.
Now, I am on my quest to find you
As you will know when you look into my eyes.
So baby just sit there and don’t worry,
Because in our hearts I still see the light.
And for me that is all I need
Cause in that I see God’s eyes.
Reminding me of life without you.
A life in which I did not care when I died.
But my soul wanted to keep on living.
And through you, it was that I realized.
An odd memory to treasure,
When thought of through human eyes.
Through Grace I only see the beauty
Of how God put you in my life.
So baby just sit there and don’t worry,
Because God’s in both of our lives.
Joining us in heaven,
His will, living here on earth.
And the beauty of living without you
Is that every night, you lie by my side.
Remember, no matter how lost
in life things may seem,
Every night I am lying by your side,
On a quest and I will find you.
I’ll stretch out my fingers and touch you
The light that lights up my life.
MY LOVE
My Love...
My Love is a complicatedly, simple, benevolent expression of will; always active and always objectively directed for the fruition of itself.
My Love is an expression of will bound to the impossibility of being willed to express, regardless of exertion.
My Love is all the pain, all the sorrow, all the deaths, all the conditional catalyst that made and continues to make all the pleasure, all the joys, all the life, and all the unconditional sustenance.
My Love is the beginning and the end to the circle of life.
My Love is the anticipation for the season coming, and letting go of the season passing, with the lessons of seasons past.
My Love is surrendering for empowerment.
My Love is an imperfect pursuit of perfection.
My Love is seeking, seeking for those moments given through all the guises of ego, seeking for the inexplicable desire to desire, seeking for the acceptance, seeking for the touch, seeking for the glance, for the embrace.
My Love is the crucible in which hell burns everyday, giving way to the grace of the next.
My Love is the seventh day.
My Love, My Love, My Love My Love
You are My Love
and this is…
My Love for you.
My Love is a complicatedly, simple, benevolent expression of will; always active and always objectively directed for the fruition of itself.
My Love is an expression of will bound to the impossibility of being willed to express, regardless of exertion.
My Love is all the pain, all the sorrow, all the deaths, all the conditional catalyst that made and continues to make all the pleasure, all the joys, all the life, and all the unconditional sustenance.
My Love is the beginning and the end to the circle of life.
My Love is the anticipation for the season coming, and letting go of the season passing, with the lessons of seasons past.
My Love is surrendering for empowerment.
My Love is an imperfect pursuit of perfection.
My Love is seeking, seeking for those moments given through all the guises of ego, seeking for the inexplicable desire to desire, seeking for the acceptance, seeking for the touch, seeking for the glance, for the embrace.
My Love is the crucible in which hell burns everyday, giving way to the grace of the next.
My Love is the seventh day.
My Love, My Love, My Love My Love
You are My Love
and this is…
My Love for you.
WIFE and SOUL MATE
(A love story. A love poem. A lovely revealing of my soul to my wife, Nicole.)
A gift to see into time and have time stare back at you with indifference.
Revealing to that conscious point of your existence; an understanding of the infinite greatness that it shares with existence.
A gift to finally sit still emotionally, mentally, physically…utterly, completely.
And watch life being created, birthed, nourished, thriving, dying, and rebirthing…
Still.
That is a gift further blessed and compounded by the wondrous love from the well we call Eternal life…
Blessed with you, my love and companion in the physical condition, this place in consciousness, along the everlasting timeline of life.
Blessed with you, my wife and soul mate.
To share with you makes me pass out in humble disbelief… only to awaken to your love. It hurts me.
That is my blessing…Thank you.
A gift to see into time and have time stare back at you with indifference.
Revealing to that conscious point of your existence; an understanding of the infinite greatness that it shares with existence.
A gift to finally sit still emotionally, mentally, physically…utterly, completely.
And watch life being created, birthed, nourished, thriving, dying, and rebirthing…
Still.
That is a gift further blessed and compounded by the wondrous love from the well we call Eternal life…
Blessed with you, my love and companion in the physical condition, this place in consciousness, along the everlasting timeline of life.
Blessed with you, my wife and soul mate.
To share with you makes me pass out in humble disbelief… only to awaken to your love. It hurts me.
That is my blessing…Thank you.
WHEN I TELL YOU
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
You are the sunshine of the dawn after my darkest nights;
the air my lungs require to breath, I excavate from your every kiss;
the blood flowing through my body, flows to the beat of your heart;
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
The light one seeks in darkness, I find in your eyes;
the desires and needs outwardly sought for personal gratification; have been redirected,
inwards for self-examination for outwards fulfillment of your gratification.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
The dominion of life’s melody, for me, is your voice;
And I dance.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
You are the sunshine of the dawn after my darkest nights;
Your laughter is the rays in which I bask, until I become a golden shade of bronze;
Cold and alone no more.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
I love you.
What I am saying is…
You are the sunshine of the dawn after my darkest nights;
the air my lungs require to breath, I excavate from your every kiss;
the blood flowing through my body, flows to the beat of your heart;
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
The light one seeks in darkness, I find in your eyes;
the desires and needs outwardly sought for personal gratification; have been redirected,
inwards for self-examination for outwards fulfillment of your gratification.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
The dominion of life’s melody, for me, is your voice;
And I dance.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
You are the sunshine of the dawn after my darkest nights;
Your laughter is the rays in which I bask, until I become a golden shade of bronze;
Cold and alone no more.
So when I tell you that I love you;
What I am saying is…
I love you.
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