"The brain always tries to stop the heart from talking... well, at least for me..."
My Brain,Drives me insane.My heart,Well that is a work of art.The two never feel the same.Never agree,It's a tied game.The brain always trying to tame.The heart runs free,Brain says,"Don't hurt me!"Heart says,"I don't give a care."The brain is protecting,Setting up...
If this isn’t love then, tell me why I’ve lost the twinkle in my eye If this isn’t love then, why do I miss the beauty that lingers in your kiss? If this isn’t love and I’m not stuck, why...
Don’t worry if you stumble, I’ll try and break your fall. No other do I love so much, no one, not at all Don’t worry if your heart is heavy, I’ll carry you for a while, Your burden can be...
Let the dark riders come, Let them test me, I will stand unafraid, No chinks in my armour will they find, No regrets of the love we have shared will they bring to the fore, for none exist Let them...
"Not really a love poem...it's all about the funny side of Willies."
I hope you find it funny!It is lonely, It is dark, down here where I liveThough up with the lark, I have so much to giveI see the day with my eye, pointing aroundThough I seem to, mostly, stare at...
"it about love"
Though I wasn't looking for anyone new,One day I got e- mail and in it was you.Charming, sensitive and so debonair,I strongly resisted it go anywhere.But letters and stories captured my heart,Filled me with passion almost from the start.Love on...
"how it began"
there was a time when two you lovers first met they did not know that there hearts were now set. to stay together through thick and thin. that they would stay hand and hand making sure till the end. This...
"An angel sent from heaven above?"
Even fools can find patterns, if heavenShows mercy, and Providence, for my sinsWas kind enough to drop you in my way,You angel cake crumb! Your halo danglingA bit tarnished, in one hand, and not soInconspicuously swinging out ofSight, behind your...
"A storm can make you hungry"
I sit here in a rutSnug and dry as a boneOr a blueberry sconeJust as edible too, butIt’s storming, and I’m quite all alone.There’s something in the beatOf gray afternoon rain,That pulsation on the pane:It hammers out wet heatDeep in...
