The one after
I love her
She came a number of soon's later
Half dressed in smile
Heartily covered was the other
Her eyes swept my name away
Right when stranger was I, I became...
I told you I love her
I'm nervous for her heart
I feel it miles away
Beating heavy, I feel mine too
It was light i saw in her eyes
With one touch, I became...
A bit taller than the average
A bit too perfect for my liking
She, still be the love I won
Like diamonds, such unfair beauty
Extravagance, I had become...
Since you know I love her
And however hidden you still there
Beyond eyes with sophisticated care
I wait here for her
Knowing by nature the crime of a man
A man bestowed mercilessly with hope
It is he who became...
...the one after
Busy—not busy
Be careful my love
That a day might catch you still young
I remind you to ever listen
Close them tight your eyes, and listen
A world awaits you and I my Queen
A culture unknown to our love
It wills but it won't
It kills but it won't
It fights but it won't
For ours is a love stranger to theirs
It's stronger than theirs, and much
Real to our souls, a language of love
We sing happily ever after
Swear not to be busy—not busy
I do too
As seasons run past time
And hours are left to chase
Let love build you
Give it sense, and take care
For it can become the one part,
Birth misplaced to another's womb
Look and look again
Continue until your heart speaks back
It may still need time to remember
But I will never leave its dwelling
Nor will busy—not busy take it away from i
Love can only be you
My Queen
Old questions...
Remember you used to doubt?
That my sight only raised questions?
Truly my reputations cost me
Holding belief with both hands
Only if you could take a piece
Smell it, touch it and keep it
That it may be genuine as you and i
But now you only seek answers
Your soul still waiting
I know what I know
And you are the same
I once drowned in questions
Logic and reason intertwined
Confusion and misunderstanding I swallowed
Digging away futile soil
I only got dragged in
Until light remained darkness
And darkness, light
Such suffering I hid away from you
And yet it found its way to you
Don't cry when it pains
Be glad of its arrival
That love has been the answer all along
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Thus Spoke My Heart
PoetryWhen a man falls in love, very little of what he does makes sense. Here lies confessions, words a man utters only when he has seen the other side. Words that gives you the taste of what his naive self is experiencing. Love is a journey, take a glanc...