Category: Poetry

Roses are red and so are your lips cupcakes are tasty and give you nice hips.

If I could wrap you in my arms and warm you from the outside in, melt your heart into an ooey gooey mess, and support you when weak, I would my dear.

The dulcet tones of your speech, as you singsong through the morning, dancing in spirit if not in movement, the sunlight playing across your face. The certainty, almost fierceness of your movements as you plow through the inevitable problems that pile up throughout the day, resolute. The laughter flashing behind your eyes, ready to break […]

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Do not fall down when you are struck, Strike back, or else lie in the muck. Fight. For those you love, and those you serve You must always summon the steely nerve. Stand your ground, defend their heart With every ruthless warlike art. Fight. Against the demons, seen and clear That flock, bringing troubles here […]

Burn bright into the night fire your passions and spark others, radiate with all you have. Burn bright into the night, like Thomas on the edge refusing to go gentle rage hard. Burn bright into the night and leave nothing of yourself unexpressed to those you love  most. Burn bright into the night so that […]

Sometimes, you just make me want to cry. But men are strong, and we fight for what and who we love. Weakness cannot be shown, even if you make me weak in the knees.

A moment on the lips, forever in the heart.

If love is an illusion, Allow me to cast my spell Over your eyes Like Oberon with Titania and Bottom So that all is sweet in the woods. Let me glamour you like Vlad So that even my worst faults are hidden By the mists of mystery and desire. Let me enchant your heart With […]

You are more. Better than you believe. Much more than average. And that is what I see every time I look at you. More than you could ever know.