Love like deep waters

Her orchid eyes are glowing.
In flaming shades of blue.
So ardent is their blazing.
No well-turned word or phrasing describes their smilling, knowing in any way that's true.

Her voice is honey.
Singing she calls me to her side.
The words like gentle thunder.
Will draw me, pull me under as I am running.
Bringing the tender things I hide underneath.

Her form is like a craving in perfect, Perfect stone.
I stroke it with all the wonder.
My peerless, lovely plunder.
I am reeling, Starving.
To rest with her alone.

Her love is like deep water.
That flows from wooded glade.
A stream that's wide and rushing.
A swirling, dancing,gushing.
I feel my cheeks grows hotter within the glad cascade.🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Melody

When I look in your eyes I see a love restrain.
I wrote a poem in my birth.
Another at my own burial.
If you wanna love me?
Honey don't refrain.

A melody of my confessions.
A drawing of my love To you.
A song for my charisma to your heart.
My own creation lived in your heart.

I see you with your platinum tears.
I gaze at your fragile hearts.
Never mind the pain we can still find the way.
Although memories live on.

I see you and I care for you.
I am a flower and you are the see.
Let me be with my memories.
Cause you will always be there keeping me awake.

I don't want to wake up one day and say.
I am in love with another woman.
All I want to do is hold you deep in my arms.
Cause you are the melody that I want to wake up next to.

Breaking inside your wall.

Just how sweet you are.
How you made my heart glow.
All along you were my crush and friend.
It took me along time to realize that you were the one I had been running away from.
My place of happiness.

With various colours of ink I painted your heart on it.
With different scrubbing blush I poured out my soul for you on the wall.
With abridging lyrics I sang songs of love for you.
Eventually I found myself hallucinating alone for your affection.

Creating shapes and puzzles of you glowing beauty.
But my meekness finally teared down your wall.
We found ourself laughing about how you made me work for your love.
I am in a happy zone of life.
Cause your beauty surrounds my everything.

If they said love is a headache I will gladly want one.
If you can brake my heart?
Will go and have a second one for to play with it.
Cause I heart goes for what it wants.
But you are my blessing I don't want to trade for anything else.
You are the part of me that cannot function with another.
You are my break in🌹🌹🌹

Last minutes

Everyone blamed you.
Last suicide attempt
Why do you even talk with her.
It's was her if she did not come to his life.
He was perfect and cute all alone.

It was never her.
We broke up that day before I burned and crushed.
When my only medicine and remedy left me I snapped.
The reason for my being alive died.
I was alone.

They said it your fault.
Actually they did not have all the facts.
Because of love I became a mad man.
I wrote letters numerous times blaming you.
But my own doing lead me to my grave.
The last minutes of my life you made me happy.
All along it was me.
You were never the one to be blamed . . .

Is it Amnesia or Not?

Knock! Knock! On the surface of your heart.
I am still are one that promised you heaven.
Willingly to fulfill your dreams. 
I am still the one you heart lingered for.

Now I am hopeless confused.
The is someone you has captured you.
Now I gave you become you stalker.
People have turned you against me.

Still the one who gave you butterflies in you stomach.
The one who sang you melodies before you sleep.
But your smile . . . . Still smelt my heart away.

I don't know if it's amnesia that made you forget me.
Did rumours play to your head that you abondened me.
You uttered that I am obsessive towards you.

My prize possession I have given you space and time over and over.
When I reach hight of loneliness I just gaze at our photos.
Wondering what happaned in a week that I was out on a work training.
Now I am unable to delete everything that's yours.
Cause the feelings and love I have for you wouldn't let me.
I am not trying to be weird of have stalker vibes let's just reach out to each other.
To find the cause of the problem we are having.

I feel like you mugg me off.
That you had no choice but to do it.
Truelly we are both weird and crazy.
Is it an amnesia or a fake one.📝🔏📝🔏

mute

You were never mine from the on set.
While I had sleepless nights planning our future.
You where wondering who is your second option. 
While I slave myself for a brighter tomorrow.

You were sneaking away from me.
My love to you was cheap.
It tasted like a Jamaican rum.
I became a punchline of joke to you.

You were mocking me day and night.
I persevered in this nameless relationship.
Hoping you will change your attitude.

You let different people have different parts of you.
But I gave up willingly cause the was nothing more I could offer you.
No one left to cover the hand and foot prints left in my soul.
I gave you my patients and time.

I was taught to be silenced.
To become mute in an argument.
To be quit while deep in my heart I was dying and perishing.
You broke me down and I could never be repaired again.

Now I am a lonely wonder.
I am scared to offer people anything except my body for them to remain with me.
I was fighting a war with an enemy inside my camp.
I lost my morals and dignity cause you took everything from me.
You gave it to my foes on silver platter.
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Masses of the heart

Lately we've done some growing up.
Without you I feel little different now.
The insect that whispered in my ear is no more.
No more going through turmoil now.

Loving hurt each and every time.
It's the only thing I knew how to do it.
My love to you was like a blanket you could get rid of it.
Courage to love slowly faded away.

I never want this story to end.
But the pages tell of how one manipulated the other.
My love to you was like that ring you were in your finger.
Now I am going through the book to see where it all went wrong.

We kept out lover in a photograph.
The memories makes us human.
Giving you my all made me feel like a person.
I was enchanted to your heart.
I become a slave of having feelings for you.

Broken and betrayed every vow in my body.
Disregarded every Wiseman advise.
The picture that you painted in my face.
Remain there like a trauma experience in seconds.
All of it was a smoke screen.
To keep me close to you cruel intentions.


It gets easier with time that a lie.
The memories linger through the echo of the house each night.
The replay of affection the bed keeps reminding me.
The shattered glasses of the Windows on the floor shows misery of anguish I felt.

Tried taking the easy way out going to sea to drown.
I was rescued by strangers.
Now I am telling a tale of how the masses of the heart wounded me deeply than a knife could.
My soul has an opening of misery and pain.

Now that it's an eve of our anniversary.
I feel clasta phobiac about the whole ideal.
I cannot be helped cause it's psychological not physically.
The memories would not leave me alone.

Wager

She only knew she was impelled by some force greater than her will.
Touching her lips that warm her flash.
Merely touching them wasn't enough.
She was drowning in a wealth of sensations.
The salt maleness she could taste beneath her mouth.

The heady scent of the feeling.
Her need if him so compulsive she could breath.
Until his tongue found the sensitive cord in her neck.
As the storm raged outside.
A pulse beat tensely against his jaw.
Feeling the clenched tension if his skin as he swallowed.

Muttering something she couldn't decipher.
Her protest muffled beneath the burning possession of his mouth.
She felt the kiss that had none the sophistication from ealiear kiss.
Her thumb probing the softness of his lips.
His gaze made her shake with need.

Her heart ached to hear words of love.
How would she feel?
When her soul cried out for more talk than that offered by his body.
Like someone trapped In a dream she let her imagination go wild.
Bemused by his brain her eyes followed the progress.
The pounding surf echoed by the heavy this of her own heart.
Having a desperate need to escape the intimacy.

Impelled by her own treacherous need of desire.
Her eyes dilating in sudden shock at the intimate contact of his body.
Eyes locked in a bitter dual of love.
Spiralling waves of pleasure thudded through her.
She would feel this earthy sensual need to have her body ripen with a man"s seed.
Although she had always like kids.

Finally she found out she was a won bet.
All of what happen was not real it was faked?
Her heart slowly started to bleed.
Tears of motion run through her aching body.
Easy way out for her was luking ahead of her.
She drowned if a flood of betrayal and sadness.
It was her last time she was even seen alive.
All the flame that burned his body consumed her in a flame that could not be put out.💔💘🔥🔥🔥

Playing hard to get

She started to shake inside.
Felt sick with anger and distrust.
Now that the culprit that broke her heart was back in town.
The past memories were clouding his judgment.

Neither do I care.
As a far, I am concerned the past is over . . Dead . . Finished.
She was immature and experienced to believed to be in love and that it will last forever.
Thoughts she didn't want to acknowledge started to surface.
When he left her she thought she was part of his life plan.
When he uttered I love you that he meant he would always love her.

There is no reason to start over again.
She could still smell the scent of his skin.
When she closed her eyes she could hear the sound of his breathing echoing in her ears.
She thrilled to the knowledge that her touch excited him.
How treacherous her heart made her to be.
Recalling the slightly rough sensation pleasure of delicate of friction caressing her lips.

It was him who made it hard for her to be loved again.
Because of him, she distrusted her own judgement.
One of the hardest things to believe is that love is synonymous with desire.

When you have realised that you are depriving yourself of happiness.
Due to the lack of moving on and facing reality.
That you are actually in love with the person that you dread to hate so much.
When the only solution is to admit to love him and find joy.

Why did you he not utter the words?
In fairy tales is always the man expected to make moves.
But men aren't Gods.
There are only human with their feelings.
They suffer from all sorts of doubts, fears that we woman experienced.
They need the comfort of knowing they are wanted.
Chosen and loved plus valued.

I played hard to get cause I was scared of my own feelings.
That you will find me vulnerable and weak.
The love I have for you has overwhelmed me to forget the past things you did to me.
That I cannot leave
That you mistake no longer matter and forget them.
Because it's only my heart and emotions that you have touched that draws me to you.
No man alive can do that touch my soul rather than my body.🌹🌹🌺🌺

this world without you.

infatuation

When you mistake a desire for love.
Getting a feeling that it will last forever.
Sidelining all of your friends. 
Everyone becomes an enemy when they tried to advise you.
Paranoia turns to reality.

Like an ocean wave, you are tormented.
Like a side dish, you are stranded without an escape.
When family turns to a foe.
Infatuation takes over your whole life.
Like a burning fire tears stuck under the eyelet.

When hope and dreams are buried under the mud.
Promises are broken and trust has vanquished.
No one isn't here to help and rescue you.
When that desire has been fed you find you were played.
Momentary pleasure is satisfied.
No one to call or talk to.
Innocent stolen through deceiving and lying.

When your own voice scares you.
When your pride and ambitions are no longer important.
Time is lost and wasted and you are blaming yourself.
Realizing a pro mocked your hair with trickery.
So heaven and earth you were promised are no longer valid.
Like a rubbish trash, you are tossed aside

on dry land.