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I dreamed of someone like you, Someone who possessed that pull. As if you were the tide, Pulling me softly away from the rough grains of sand that held me in solitude for so long. And I let you carry me, out to where the ocean's depths are still unknown to man. But I did … Continue reading You Are The Tide
Understand. That's what I'm trying to give, understanding to a feeling that is so often said in three words. But I'm a Poet, something I've come to admit to myself overtime without the slightest bit of remorse. And three words simply cannot do justice to what I feel inside. Three words that I cannot help … Continue reading Three Words
I'm at that age now where I've experienced life both before and after love. When you're a child and the only love you know is for your family and adventure, well all I can say is that's a wonderful time and growing up is simply not something worth rushing into because those childhood days have … Continue reading Love Again
I remember sitting with you, in the park next to the fountain. It was breezy and the wind seemed relentless against your hair, blowing it every which way. You turned away for a moment, your hand still in mine. And a thought rushed to my mind, a feeling swept through my heart. It was a … Continue reading Chills
I thought I had loved others, I even told them so. In the most romantic ways a young boy could show. Over the years these others faded into the past, Then along came you, and I couldn't help but ask- "Would you wanna go with me, maybe forever if we can?" You said yes and … Continue reading Past Loves Pale
When Willie sang he was crazy for tryin',I always thought he was lyin',Cause for her I'd go wherever the wind blows.And here I am, without you, and I'm feelin' so blue,But now tryin's just gettin' too old.Oh I'll go on for awhile,Just to see that sweet smile,I'll keep tryin' and cryin' for you.
You can be willing to give someone the whole world. Every last bit of yourself, all your love and happiness you wish so fiercely to offer them. You'd use every last hour of daylight and still turn on the lamp at night to stay up and think of what you could possibly do or say. … Continue reading A Letter to You, in Care of the Universe
