O stay this child of heaven
Like old crumbs and coins of Caesar
Tucked in the cushions of my couch
And the stack of ice in the freezer
...
The first time we spent together
An array of sparks in my heart ignited
...
A wish so humble for a feeling to share
A thought confusing on how to start
...
A passion penetrating deep as a root
And glad on finding a love of her life
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She knew it was an inch so hard
To praise that Love, unmoved as Stone
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Locked in a box of dark and red
With sheaths of flow, showersand round
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Time it is for a summer too long
Lay down dear shadows in dials of Autumn
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This love for her more than life
I think does she remember it all?
The words intact within her mind
Like that misty wind of fall
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A being perfect on that mind of heart
With thoughts of fairy true personified
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Those streaks of silver moon in thy eyes
The bright sun's rays of thy face
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Those eyes so dark with a light profound
That sight of her face as a sun's red heat
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He wish he had a million things to say
On how she made him feel so true
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He sleeps besides her in the bed
Upon her trust she holds his head
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Leaves have fallen from the tree
Occupied little fool or the cunning sun
...
Though he was Him, and she was Her
They lift the cover of a darkened moon
...
I am a doctor from professtion, although it has never stopped me from fulfilling my dreams of expressing me and my thoughts by the humble means of poetry. It has indeed taught me the value and the way to express my mind by the means of heart. Wishing luck to all the ones out there who do the same and wish that someday this all will be finally 'achieved')
Sweet Child Oh Mine
O stay this child of heaven
Like old crumbs and coins of Caesar
Tucked in the cushions of my couch
And the stack of ice in the freezer
Quit hiding so hard on me
Stay in closet of my mindless heart
For in the darkest of my hours
Life plays cool and memories depart
As a cloud stored in the deepest of skies
But no dreams n' screams of death n' fall
The words of focus never stroll together
For a scroll of the massive 'Big Great Wall'
Teaching me the two words of life
The verbal 'beauty' and 'innocence' tied
The lesson as true as love she says
'Means of Innocence is Beauty Personified'
We went in search of love and destiny In a place where beauty had the lust for lives Goes on a funeral of dreams No goals, no destiny, but alas, was no hope We still go along, to share love