Gentle snowflakes drifted,
covering a world that is very flawed.
But the seasons warmed around her,
and the Ice Maiden thawed.
From frigid white to golden,
puddles formed upon the ground,
she trembled only slightly,
as she took a look around.
A lovely thing this is, said she,
hair flowing to her ass.
She bent to pick a flower
growing by her in the grass. :-)
"No! No!" the flower screamed
as he felt his roots grab hold.
"I'm not for you to touch,
how could you be so bold?"
The desire to hold the flower
very tightly in her grasp
overwhelmed her for a moment
she was surprised at what he asked.
Oh lovely flower how could it be
I can't have you for my own?
I want to love you always
and even take you home.
The flower stayed quite rooted
on that very spot
and the maiden came to visit
admittedly quite a lot.
The sunny days of summer
had all been spent in joy
the two of them conversing
as if he really were a boy.
It came to pass one autumn day
the maiden came no longer
the flower began to wilt just then
he thought that he was stronger.
But seasons changed, the winter came
the flowers all did die.
Springtime may never come again
and the maiden's heart shall cry
Early in the dawn
grey cobwebs laced with dew
I sat outside that morning
knowing nothing there was new.
The weight of all my days
came crashing down on me
my life a pile of ruins
for all the world to see.
My family may feel a loss
at least I hope its true
I loved them all quite dearly
I know they loved me too.
Everything I touched
seemed to turn to dust
nothing came of anything
and there's no one left to trust.
I enjoyed my wasted coffee
on the threshold of death's door
the rifle cocked and ready
called to me from the floor.
Farewell to all that's passed
it was time for me to go
it wasn't hard to pull the trigger
a relief for me you know.
And now I float above it all
seeing versions of the past
my tortured heart can go to sleep
and find some peace at last.
Tree-filtered moonlight along the way
creates dark shadows I must slay.
Demons that constantly run through the park
cannot be lightly brought out of the dark.
There's nowhere to go, it's no way to die
haunted and alone - both you and I.
When my heart wakes up
in this faraway place
I reach out to love
but touch an empty space.
There's no one here
in the middle of the night
to take my love
and its just not right.
I want your scent
on the pillow next to mine
and to have your warmth
in the curves of my spine.
Goodbye Poem
Then on her face there came a smile
you know I cannot stay
but I have loved you as you are
and always from this day.
And when you choose to think of me
as you know you'll do
a shooting star will light the skies
its a wonder, to be true.
And when I choose to think of you
because you know I cared
my heart will dream of might-have-beens
and a life we could have shared.
For what I lacked in faith
and that you've built in fear
will not let us penetrate
and will not let love near.
One day again a love may call
if you get your wish
but chances are you'll never find
a kinder, gentler fish. :-)
I'm enchanted by your story,
your whole life in rhyme,
things I might have learned,
if given enough time.
The tale is all your sadness,
of how women came to you,
your ego mixed with passion,
you believed more than what was true.
They came, they saw, they conquered
left you in ruins with a thud
You couldn't believe they wanted
only babies, bracelets and blood.
And now here you are with me,
your weary heart war-torn,
There's nothing left for you my dear,
you said with more than a little scorn.
So we dance this dance,
you behold a lovely peach,
but you're afraid to take a chance.
You want to bite,
but you think its not right,
Based on your history.
From whence I came
there was no love
You know who I am,
you know why I'm here,
the stars showed me the way.
But why don't you fear?
they said to me,
their hearts encased in stone,
Because, I said
I'm never afraid --
EVER, to be alone.
Men have come
and then have gone
throwing their weight around
but all I've ever needed was
a lover with your sound.
I have a healing touch,
have shared it with a few
but not with anyone
who needs it as much as you.
Oh weary one
please come with me
and sit among the trees
and share your love as days go by
while the heavens pass through the leaves.
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