Category Archives: Brist

If Only His Light Struck Closer

If only His light struck closer Grasping feverish and tainted Images of day Us waiting Like fools in a Shakespeare play For better For worse Singing our own tunes Hoping the notes never change Praying for life to just stay … Continue reading

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War is Fought Over You

War is fought over you Blinded to this reality Relief comes unexpectedly My Last Resort Stands strong Obedient with fervor Carrying a burden Taken willingly but not owned Truth rests high Believing in an outcome Beyond human dealings Pain pierces … Continue reading

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This Act of Love is…

This act of love is… For the woman who tattooed the Crown For the owner of the shop and his question for quality For the receptionist who wonders in amazement For the bartender who sees something different tonight For the … Continue reading

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When the Real Thing Hits

When the real thing Hits in between the eyes We, as humans, Don’t realize Or Choose not to recognize The occurrence A flamboyant Over indulgent Beautiful utterance Of pure undying Love We Question Study All possible options To prove this … Continue reading

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In so Deep

In so deep Scarcely scraping the surface Thought you knew All the answers Only to realize A world of new questions Don’t worry Perspective approaches

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Spread Unselfishly

Spread Unselfishly The gift I give freely Our moments in intimacy Bathe in Me

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Tense In Longing

Tense in longing Distant sadness Gripping unexpectedly An ‘I love You’ Sheathed in deep devotion Warmth claiming inch by inch Often I think of You Adoring Beauty Unwind Worries fading A frivolous importance Allow the world around To fall in … Continue reading

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Ask Me Again

‘Ask Me again’ Marry Me My love Marry Me! Every year Over and over

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Ripe Budding Palette

Ripe budding palette Warm in luscious Affection Mon coeur Flames passion A mixture Lavishing Our presence Rich over sweet Wine stained berries Crystallized white Baked oats encasing A soul’s delight Bring to this mix A sensuous spice Sprinkled throughout Or … Continue reading

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Two Halves

Two halves Do not make a whole It is just two halves With a gap in the middle Three points Connecting three sides A complete Being Working in accord

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