These are some poems that I have written for my girlfriend. Tell me what you think...
She expells all trepidation,
manipulation,
false sophistication
and and instead offers elated pursuasion of a nourishing invasion.
Enamorus is the hand that guides restoration to a lost prospect.
A prospect once obsolete is now my retreat to where the angel lies.
Insecurites defeat.
I'm palpatating,
every so often skipping a beat.
But I want do do more then skip.
I want to run to where the angel lies.
Back to my retreat that the angel provides and not a forlornness that is so obsolete.
And another:
A tantalizing song is being played, repiticiously sending chills through the base of my soul.
A soul once curious and reluctant now answered and ready.
Ready for the fire.
Ready for the the castration of my fears and the decapitation of my doubts.
Bloody ears and foolish fears now vanished.
Your a magician.
A good magician never reveals her secrets and I am your secret.
I belong to the artist that traces my outline with her soflty spoken eyes.
The artist that paints my thoughts with her lips.
The artist without a name, only a depth in which no ocean will ever know.
You.
Nicole.
You are my artist and I am your canvas.
You are my magician and I am your secret.
Never give me away.
And one more:
Acquainted briefly,
no relevance is had.
Those eyes alone dance free.
That smile sings the theme song of a euphoric hidden bliss,
And when I'm captive to your embrace,
all inner strife doth flee.
Vertigo becomes my home and offers me a seat for everytime we kiss.
Like the eternal flame of a roman candle illuminating the sky, my heart burns.
Like the endless wave circulating the seas across an ocean of infinite, my love dances.
Like a the epic novel, written to perfection, leaving intrigue and suspense for every page that turns,
I lye here dwelling on what is to come.
I volunteer the key to you,
ready to take my chances.
