I’m tired of thinking,
Tired of mental percussions,
That lead to no where,
Things don’t ever,
Really change,
They just mutate,
Into other discussion,
That also don’t get you There.
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Believe in love,No matter whatIt is all we have left,As time goes on,Loving someone or somethingVery much!It’s what saves usFrom collapsingAnd just folding up,We must keep lovingJust to continue living,Keep the heart beatingSurvive,And believingThat love is so fulfillingAs it is healing,Generously,Keeping us alive.
Write to your heart’s content,
White peace on white paper,Not a flag of surrender,But a whole new view to render.
The Sky above will die,
When it finds out.That this Love,Is more than Love can Be!That is what you mean to me,A Love greater,Than All Eternity!
Give me your heart,
Molten metals find,A way to make Us whole.Molten metals blend,Molten metals bond,With Love and then they’re set,For life, Eternally,As I belong to you,And you belong to me.
Lost in, Time
Past, Prime and Present,Seem so long ago.Merely above waterHoping not to drown,Sorrows that slaughterWhen hope is not foundCircle around me,At lonely door pound,Sounds from the pastThat painfully rebound,In emptiness and sadness,In love, that Time has drowned.
What will happen,
Nothing,My heart will break,And I’ll Silently go away.