You touch my face
and I agonize
with a need,
Which only
you
can satisfy.
Your eyes ----
nuture my somber
converting into your mood,
to tease,
and excite
emotions.
Stay -----do not move away
even slightly.
master and
possess my body and soul,
I belong to you!
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The shadows of night
strain against a stark truth
in seeing beyond
another night fall.
A lonly beggar
with light at hand,
beckons
whenever he can,
A glitter
here and there,
Only to be smashed
by repungant air.
A weaving shadow
with only a
scintilla of light,
Traces the
outlines
beyond sight.
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Beyond the depths
of your contagious laugh
sooner than the grey
from your eyes,
-------------is------------
an essence I longed to penetrate
but could not,
by being coy, tempermental or shy.
You equal a plus minus me a zero,
an insignifiant
enternal line
encasing empty space.
Change not
proud man of distinction
preyer of devotion ----------
Mortals envy,
Souls cry.
All the cares of the day
seem insignificant
when I am with you.
Time depicts a new meaning
of essence
in the shape of
fulfillment.
I love you.
Ah, how foolhardy
I am,
To admittedly care
Or, believe
that it has never
been said to you before.
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Reluctantly,
I must admit.
I have at last
found one who is a match.
It would be wrong
to pursue such
adventure
for someone as he
would never give me attention.
He would linger
----- awhile --------
Until unrest and dissatisfaction set in
he is a good man
a good man for me
However, no man can stay
they all must flee.
Love me not
See me often
What silly words to say
from an orphan!
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To like someone
and
know them not.
Is comparable
to sliding on ice.
A deep penetration
might be cold
But then
is not it warm
Before being
frozen into a mold?
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After our association
has passed through
the days and years,
You will ask,
why do you love me?
and I to you.
So many ways darling
many of which am
not even aware.
Perhaps could attempt
by telling you what I do not like
about a man.
A man who shows his love with many
only, to discover
he has nothing to give.
A man who respects
no one - -
not even himself.
A man who has tripped
many times along the road of life,
and cannot pick himself up.
These emotions invariably
jell into a mass ----
emitting a passive existance.
I love you
because
you are none of those.
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