DayDreamer May 3, 2011

Dreaming of a romance
A soft, inviting embrace that
Doesn’t turn cold.

A glance
Becomes a timeless stare,
Never breaking my trust
Never causing my heart to ache.

A warm passion
So great
I cannot bear to live without it.

Our bond is more than love making
Our adore is stronger than disagreements.

Mutual respect is never a question
Unconditional love is absolute.

I feel the tenderness of
Our souls uniting
The angst
In the brush of my breasts.

I do not pull away
Nor do I dare allow
Our eyes to ever part.

Silent words exchanged through lips
Warm and moist
We meet.

The tingling joy of bare chests greeting
Lights my fire with uncontrollable urges.

 

© LRS 2011

 

No Trespassing April 22, 2011

Sick to my stomach
Disgusted to say the least
I will not keep company in your filth.

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You don’t understand what you’ve lost
What you have chased away.
All that could have been yours
Will go to someone else.
I know you don’t care now,
But someday you will.
I hope then you will make amends,
Rebuild relationships.

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So easily you threw away
Such precious bonds
Gifts, from God,
Which are not promised to be here when you’re ready,
Selfish boy.

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You cannot understand the magnitude
Of how you have forever killed a piece of me.
My soul, still connected to yours,
Will always be tainted by your
Vicious attempts to murder my affection.

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Offered so much,
You violently turned your back on us.
Overpowered by self-hate,
You denied yourself a chance at real relationships
Outside of your selfish desires.

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Consumed by the past
Haunted by loveless beings
You fought against the wrong force.
Pressed hard, away from love,
Instead of protecting yourself from thieves
Nagging at your soul.
You gave in, gave up, put up no fight.
With each passing day,
You allowed them to steal love from your grasp.

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Refusing to see what you see
You cannot learn what is quite obvious.
Your doubt and hate
Keep you from experiencing our love.

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I’m out. I’m done.
My heart is closed.
If you change your ways
I may allow you another glance.
Until then,
Keep Out.

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© LRS 2011