Poetic Speech

As lasting days spring from dawn| And gazing skies move beyond| A clouded daze keeps your image alive| Blowing winds bring the scent of you on desolate hills| In them they bring the feel from your hugs| I only wish they would hug me into the life beyond| As it blows and sings that mesmerizing song from your lips| I feel myself fall asleep| Wrapped in the warmness of your kiss|

With an ode I depict you a most gracious hope| Of hand in hand| Wading through a sea of hope| Catch a wave to ride along| Within its force towards a shore| Entwined within the ocean foam| Towards our paradise|

May Erato and Euterpe preside over me as I compose this devotion into poetry for Venus| And string one of cupid's arrow in her direction| That may one day pierce her skin and enter her heart| Where she will learn to love this composer as much as he loves the voice of his inspiration| Drift my view toward her vision in the skies above| As I strum a note worthy of Apollo's lyre| A noise which makes crystals from stones and the glass render clear| Let clouds steer my chariot towards her palace| Where we may someday reside together| In lands between the Hyperboreans and Ethiopians| With a love as pure as that shared between Pyramus and Thisbe| Emotions thunder with lightning struck from her touch| The body stands stiff like a stone at the sight of her eyes| She opened the box| Letting go of all the perils of the world| Leaving with me the last glimmer of hope| That one day these Myths will transcribe up from texts into reality| And bring the fores...

I have never been the type to shy away from my emotional side| I display them| Allowing the limited few I fall for| In like an open door| Yet the women I have fallen for| See this as a sign of weakness| A fault| Am I too old fashioned|? And they would rather have a man with no emotions?| Is what they want only a protector?| Someone to feel safe with?| And not someone to confide in as well?| Or am I just swimming in the wrong sea?| Should I just let the breeze carry my emotions to sea?| Until the correct hands grab onto them and return the emotions back at me?|

A sonnet for the description in the feeling you bring| The breathtaking release your presence beseech| I extend this arm to open my hand in search of the gift| The gift of you by my side| My arm wrapped around your shoulders| Together we intertwine to enter each other's mind| I've longed and search for the better part of me| knowing you complete the missing piece| I stand in awe of the gleam in your eyes| Such warmth| The captivating stare that sucked my soul away| Into your heart is where I wish to reside| Let us ride the clouds until the night is shown| Then hop along the stars| With you is where my thoughts travel into the vision of your beauty| Your smile freezes that moment in time| In which I wish to relive minute after minute| You make the days seem endless| My love for you has grown further the more you speak| Let us sit and just listen| As no words could express the emotions you inspire|

There are no more periods in my sentences because the words never finish| Reiterating the same thought with every sentence| And reinforcing every plot with every painting| I see the hearts that stumble out blood| Broken and distraught| Cut into pieces| Lost in winds as they glide toward trees| Into soil| Which reproduce to introduce the earth to new love| It's what life is supposed to feel like| Coexisting with your outer beings| Mending a broken life that leads to a new beginning|

Her beauty struck a chord| Presence whispered a note| Songs composed from her voice| Soothing melodies with every glance| A masterpiece in every stance| Her eyes glow in the dark| And face shines from the light| These words constructed from her sight| Look created an orchestra| Pianos playing in my hall| Violins gliding back and forth| -An old poem, thought ya'll might enjoy it.