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It was the one thing I'd always wanted
The one thing I thought I'd never have
But low and behold I have it in my hands
Yet it seems like I have it naught at all
I can not tell the world it's mine
I have to keep it secret
But my heart wishes I could shout it from the rooftops
I still can't believe she said yes
The most amazing word I've ever heard
Yes
How can it be that this person is with me
After all these years and tears
I finally can say that she belongs to me
Though I know she would not like the possession of that statement
For she belongs to no one but herself
But in my heart it's her
And I know that for awhile she will be mine
Not for eternity
But at least for a week
And that's enough for me
My heart will take what is given
And even though I know it won't last
I still give her my love to keep
For eternity
And not just a week
The one thing I thought I'd never have
But low and behold I have it in my hands
Yet it seems like I have it naught at all
I can not tell the world it's mine
I have to keep it secret
But my heart wishes I could shout it from the rooftops
I still can't believe she said yes
The most amazing word I've ever heard
Yes
How can it be that this person is with me
After all these years and tears
I finally can say that she belongs to me
Though I know she would not like the possession of that statement
For she belongs to no one but herself
But in my heart it's her
And I know that for awhile she will be mine
Not for eternity
But at least for a week
And that's enough for me
My heart will take what is given
And even though I know it won't last
I still give her my love to keep
For eternity
And not just a week
Literature
| processing and thinking
You know when you're writing a poem and you don't like what you typed
you can hit the backspace key
and back goes the space until you are satisfied with the outcome
but what is satisfaction when just a moment ago you had something to say
and now that one key has taken it away?
But then suddenly you have something better to type
maybe worded in a better way
and you're so happy as your fingers hit the keys
your thoughts spilling out onto the page like liquid
until you read your new, revised version and the outcome is not what you expected
when the mood is not set correctly
and the expected impact of your words becomes rejected
Not only a
Literature
Silence
Silence deafens
It screams at me from blank walls so I fill them with photographs
So they’ll seem less empty, and so will I
Silence welcomes
When the world is just too loud and too chaotic and too restless
And all I want in this moment is quiet
Silence echoes
From the depths of the empty beer bottles that line my bedside table
They promised fulfillment or at least escape the night before
Silence lies
It tells me that I am not good enough for a house filled with love
The kind that comes from the heart of a man
Silence comes
The moment I lay my child’s sleepy head to rest and surround her with pillows
So that she may never know
Literature
Into the Rain
Your presence teases me,
Makes me believe that I see you
Out of the corner of my eye,
Standing in the alleyways,
Or hiding behind bookshelves.
I see a glimpse of you,
And then you're gone,
Shoulders fading from view.
Something makes me follow,
Rush to where I saw you
And look wildly for another sign
That you're still here.
I follow you through storms,
Rain so fierce it's almost blinding,
Chasing your smile only
For you to turn away and disappear
Each time I think I've found you.
When I finally catch up with you,
Just when I can't go any further,
You're somewhere I can't reach you;
You're with people I don't know,
Perched high on a balcony,
Or
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I wrote this from the point of view of a male friend of mine who had just gotten with the girl of his dreams.
© 2010 - 2024 LestatMalfoy
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