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The time has come for me to post my final poem for 2013. As always, I want to thank everyone for visiting my site, liking my posts, and for leaving comments. I really appreciate you taking the time to do so. I wish everyone well, and may the inspiration to create continue to live within you.

To be so full of love to give…
What a joyous feeling.
Something so simple, yet so complex.
Love has always left one feeling perplexed.
The matters of the heart are quite real.
Heart.

To have failed and tried again for success,
Only to have it crushed once more,
But be able to move forward with newfound hope.
To be uncertain, only to gain clarity in the end.
The matters of the heart can reveal
The truth and the light.
The sunshine upon dark eyes.
Heart.

With all of life’s negative forces
That enter the heart only to weaken it.
Only the strong do survive
The fuckery of emotions that fester from within.
To rise from the ashes of pain,
And refill the emptiness with love, yet again.
The ability to remain the victor is power.
Could this be what it means to have heart?

I Love You Like Tomorrow

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I love you like tomorrow,
Which is the hope that a new day will bring.
Like the uprising of new Earth in the spring,
My eyes can see the promise that you’ll bring.
At a distance, yet within my reach,
Because tomorrow is but a few hours away.
Promises so sweet,
That my smile awaits the rising of the sun.
My mind is engulfed with hope and knowledge.
My body and hope become one.

Feed My Soul

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Eyes awaken in the morn,
To see another day.
Well rested,
But still feeling depleted inside.

I need you.

Need your warmth.
Need to feel your heavenly body.
Want to consume all of you,
As your heavenly shade explores my soul.

I want you.

Naked before you, my dear,
I come to you for the comfort
That only you can give.
This heavenly being is the Sun.

And in the morning, I let its warmth feed my soul.

Could It Be

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On Freedom: “No price is too high to pay for the priviledge of owning yourself.” – Nietzsche

Could it be that I know heaven?
Embraced in your strong hold,
Thoughts of a world unknown
Of a feeling never felt.

Making me think.
You teach me.
Words spoken from your tongue of gold.
You amaze me.
Making me smile.
Into your eyes, I gaze.
You make my heart feel safe
Whenever you’re around me.

Could it be that you’re my heaven?
A place that I’ve longed for.
A place where I can tear down my walls,
And open my arms and embrace it all.