POETRY: I WILL BE WAITING HERE ...TILL THE END OF TIME...FOR THAT KISS

One simple thought.

That's all that governs everything I do.

That's all, one simple thing.

No matter where I am,

No matter what I'm doing

It all leads back to this one thing.

It has the power to effect my mood.

It can make me happy,

to the utmost extreme.

However, it can also bring me

to a whole new low.

It can make me the most confident man alive.

But it can also fill me with self doubt.

Usually it lifts me up and makes me smile,

Makes me want to be near this thing,

This one simple thing.

This one simple thought.

Life can be so funny.

It has its twists and turns,

it can be so extremely complicated,

so confusing, so empty, so cold.

It's funny that in a way

all life's worries and perils,

all the negative things that can happen,

to make a person just want to give up,

all those things can be erased in the blink of an eye

by thinking of the one thing that makes you happy-

The one thing YOUR world revolves around.

And for me, that one thing,

that one beautiful thought, is of you.









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From the day I held you, till the day I die,

I will cherish the time we had.



From the day I saw you, till the day I go blind,

I will never forget when I first laid eyes on you.



From the day I loved you, until I can no more,

I will go on loving you... till the end of time.



From the day I saw your soul, till the day I cannot,

until the day our souls are one,

I will wait here... for all eternity.



From the day you caressed me, till the day I can't feel any more,

I will always remember the ways you touched me.



From the day you smiled at me, until the day I can't smile back,

I will cherish the way you would smile at me like an angel.



From the day I felt you, until the day I cannot any more,

I will never forget how you felt in my arms,

my heart skipping a beat, as I caressed you with all my love.



Until the day I kiss you, the day that our love will entwine,

I will be waiting here... till the end of time... for that kiss







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The illusion was beauty

companionship disguised

the romantic trespassing



In the swollen wind

all that remains of you

are your fingerprints.