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like snake eyes in a casino
we found each other
through the miracle of chance-
a muse like no other;
your thoughts rained on me
and i only wished that i transcribed into words
your beautiful mind.
you were my cure for literary apraxia;
like CPR for a crippled mind
you revived my reason to record
in words, what people like me
see, hear and feel in their everydays.
there was no beginning
that defined when you started
speaking through my pen as if possessed
by ghosts of famed reckoning-
i think that you were always there,
waiting to be realized
by the dice of fate.
we found each other
through the miracle of chance-
a muse like no other;
your thoughts rained on me
and i only wished that i transcribed into words
your beautiful mind.
you were my cure for literary apraxia;
like CPR for a crippled mind
you revived my reason to record
in words, what people like me
see, hear and feel in their everydays.
there was no beginning
that defined when you started
speaking through my pen as if possessed
by ghosts of famed reckoning-
i think that you were always there,
waiting to be realized
by the dice of fate.
Literature
My Promises To You
I promise to always love you
Today and every day that follows
I am handing you my heart
May it go wherever yours goes
I promise to never leave you
I will stand forever by your side
There's nothing that can break us
When our hearts are intertwined
I promise that in our dying days
When nothing is as it was before
Not only will I still love you
I will love you even more
Literature
Cadence
it was the softest idea that occurred to me,
while tracing the fresh memory of
your fingers on my skin,
calming me, like the sun going down on the wet, green earth;
this was the tenderness in your face as my tired tears
wet the cushions.
I was wholly encased in your warmth.
there I was slowly suspended, embryonic;
not still, but in a state of cadence,
returning to myself - harmonic
and returning.
you've seen me,
I arrive back to you every morning at the end of my long journeys,
the night still fresh in my cold hair
and the smell of quiet lingering between my fingers;
all the stars still clinging to my clothes and
I arrive at your body. th
Literature
Is This Love?
I walk down a crooked, broken pathway
A lone tear permanently attached to my cheek
Exhaustion explodes from every pore
Food will not satisfy
Water will not quench
All hope is gone
But as long as I'm with you, I will not stumble
You are all I need to satisfy and quench my needs
Hope will slowly return
My heart is broken;
Lies nearly dead in a heap of despair
Little pieces are broken off here and there
They won't be coming back.
But you are slowly piecing me back together
You are bringing life back into mi corazon
I have faith you can find the missing pieces
When we're together, I feel balanced
I'm madly in love in a calm way
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my muse is the reason i write
every word and image is very deliberate and i think it captures my thoughts pretty well. hope all writers have inspiration like this even though i may not have expressed it well enough!
comments/critique are very welcome!
every word and image is very deliberate and i think it captures my thoughts pretty well. hope all writers have inspiration like this even though i may not have expressed it well enough!
comments/critique are very welcome!
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I stand deeply touched by this one... 