POETRY: THE KEY OF MY HEART

your soft tender eyes haunt me,
your gentle seductive voice enchants me
i try to escape that my heart is continually seeking yours.

passion and desire burns deep within my soul for you
it is so intense, i struggle with myself
knowing i should let you go.
 
i fear you will hurt me
yet, i long to be with you
for you are my heart's desire.

wishing you were here with me
to hold me in your gentle arms
and delicatly kiss my tender lips.

if i fully give myself to you,
you have the power to break me
in ways you're not even aware.

my soul is on fire with an intense deep desire for you,
but as of now, i'm unwilling to allow myself to give in completely
i want to run from you and hide for fear of being hurt.

at the same time, i want you to convince me
you'll stay and love me, and i have nothing to fear
do with me what you will, but don't abandon me.

i have been trying to leave,
but at the same time trying to get your attention
so, you won't let me go.


2


Time in small fragments
Capturing moments of
  freedom
Release from capture, in
  the forest of amazement
Vivid colors of a floral
  cascade
In the hidden valley of
  love
Wherein I found my place,
  and was happy
Interludes in this haven
  of caring
In ecstasy with being
  free

Time captured in these
  delightful interludes
Here among the undergrowth
  of sensuous touching
Embracing the dark green
  leaves of a rose
A perfection in pink
  dazzling my mind
In the persuasion of a
  loving entanglement
Among the flowers of
  heavenly blue
Interludes of passion
        with you





3


to touch
your naked, blushing,
body,
look into
your beautiful, passionate
eyes
feel the love
in your exploring lips,
to hear you
cry out
in sensual pleasure
to taste
your warm
skin,
and smell
that haunting
scent
that only you
posses,
could make my body
ache and come forever.
i love you.



4



It is impossible to capture in words
the feelings I have for you
They are the strongest feelings
I have ever had about anything
yet when I try to tell you them
or try to write them to you
the words do not even begin to touch
the depths of my feelings
And though I cannot explain the essence
of  these phenomenal feelings
I can tell you what I feel when I am with you
When I am with you it is as if
I were a bird flying freely in the clear, blue sky
When I am with you it is as if
I were a flower opening up my petals of life
When I am with you it is as if
I were the waves of the ocean crashing strongly
against the shore
When I am with you it is as if
I were the rainbow after the storm
proudly showing my colors
When I am with you it is as if
everything that is beautiful surrounds us
This is just a very small part of how wonderful I feel
when I am with you
Maybe the word "love" was invented to explain
the deep, all-encompassing feelings I have for you
but somehow it is not strong enough
But since it is the best word there is
let me tell you a thousand times
I love you more than "love"





5



I didn't write you
    a love song
       recently
Not because I
    don't love you
On the contrary
   because I love you
          more
The words don't give
       the message
    I want to convey

I didn't write you
    a love song
      yesterday
Or for many days
      gone by
But suddenly the
     words came to me
In a jumble of
       kisses
And thoughts of
        just being
             with you

I didn't write you
    a love song
 Until today
And now I can
      write
  the melody of dreams
Of soon, being in
       an avenue of trees
Arm in arm with
      you
Drifting in the misty
   morning clouds
       of a lover's thoughts
           with you

I wrote you a love song
        today
And it went like this
 -- I have thought
   of you, and us
And each time it
     grows more
          like a dream
The life time of
     a wish
Revealed in a
       single glance
When eyes met,
      lips touched
And we never
    looked back
       in our dream

I wrote you a love song
        today
And suddenly
     I was happy
         again




6

The holder to the key of my heart
Is you.
You are the only person
That my heart opens to.

If my contact with you
Ever came to an end,
My heart may never
Be opened again.

I knew there was a beautiful princess
For me out there somewhere.
And now that I have found you,
Life without you would be too much to bear.

My heart remains closed and locked
When we're apart.
Because only you... are the true holder
Of the key to my heart.

POETRY: UNTIL THE END OF TIME

In my dream I see a girl,
a girl that I haven't seen before,
but the dream I have seem so real...

The way I touched her body,
the smell of her hair,
the sweet taste of her lips.

But when I awaken,
there's no one there except air.
Why, oh, why do I have these dreams?
Is she the one that I will love forever?

The girl I dream of... Is she real, or is she my imagination?
If this girl is real, would she change the world I live in?
Until then, I will dream of her, for the day I will find her



2


I walk along the beach.
I look back, trace my footprints
until I can no longer see them.
I watch the ocean tides coming in,
they splash, create a sense of chill in the air.
I look up, see flocks of seagulls
lulling their tunes to one another,
their world unknown to us.
I hear the laughter and cries of a child calling his mother,
as he dances and frolics around in his new found playground,
no cares in the world.
I stumble, notice an empty can of soda pop lying on the sand,
likely to be left
by someone who spent their time here
in some way... some days ago.
Lifes beauty, its architecture, serene
and peaceful, yet the more I see of it
the less it seems I know.


3


Every night when
I fall asleep,
I see you.
In all your beauty
And grace
That I love.
You are always there.

When our eyes meet,
My heart screams,
"I love you!"
But the words are
Not necessary
We both feel
Each other's love.

My hands tremble
As I caress
Your lovely face.
Words are whispered, then
We embrace.
My heart repeats,
"I love you!"

I wake up
And I cry,
As I realize
It was only a
Simple dream,
And I must continue
Without you...



4


Souls part, oceans collide,
and my mind contemplates
the gift it has been given:
your presence in my essence.
A great feeling is woven inbetween ourselves,
a feeling that can only be defined
in the look that we give each other.
The look, seeing through the eyes of the other,
to the depths of their being.
A connection beyond love,
riding this wave of something indescribable;
just wanting to remain with this person,
until the end of time



5


I miss you now
I miss your pretty face
I miss your sound of laughter
And your caring, loving grace

I miss the kiss, the quick goodbye
The joke, the talk, the eyes
The cuddle, extra hour in bed
The hugs to ease our cries

I`ll never have the night with friends
And a stocking on the stairs
I`ll miss the coming home from work
Collapsing in our chairs.

I know our hands will never hold
As lovers in the park
And bodies laying in our bed
Caressing in the dark

Will just not happen, not this time
I miss you in my dreams
"If only" is light years away
And "No!" no colour schemes!

The pure and silly laughter
Over others who just don't know
How much we love each other
In warm rain, under clouds, in snow

I miss you only in my thoughts
Because we have no past
We have a present and perhaps?
But nothing allowed to last

But darling, what I can give to you
Is trust and love and care
A hug, a kiss, a hidden smile
A hand run through your hair

Your beauty, love and thoughts for me
Have helped me I can say
But no disruption was the rules
I promised, so that's the way

I miss you precious, each waking hour
Except the times you're near
And on the phone your voice is so
So precious to my ear

I`ll finish now, I've had my say
But what I hope is true ...
Is once we have "one day," then after
I`ll miss you!

PERSONAL : HIGH FIDELITY AND THE REAL EPIPHANY HERE

I re-watch High Fidelity about once a year, just to see how much I’ve changed. I watched my friends marry off, have kids, buy houses, etc., and I didn’t understand. I kept having bad relationships. I kept going with my gut each time: “Maybe this new girl is the one.” Finally, I had the same epiphany that Rob has around the 100-minute mark in High Fidelity: “I’ve come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains.” High Fidelity isn’t really about music, and every time I re-watch the film, I’m reminded. “High fidelity” is just another phrase for commitment, and the peace that comes from letting go of the rest of what doesn’t matter. I’m sure there’s some Buddhism in here somewhere. When you commit to somebody — really, really commit to something real and steady, you can get something that transcends the fantasy (even if piles of shoes accumulate in front of every door and half-full glasses of water collect on every flat surface).You get to come home to that person.

Like Santa Claus and the tooth fairy, the soul mate myth dissolves into the realization that it is real people, not fantasy creatures, who satisfy our needs and desires. And if I remain stuck in the idea that every potential mate must meet an idealistic standard, I would miss out on real opportunities to meet real people. Imaginary lovers are always better than real ones. It's because we write all the parts. A type is nothing more than familiarity. Whether the familiar sense of comfort comes from the image in your head or the fact that your ex had red hair and green eyes doesn't mean you can't feel equally comfortable with someone with different characteristics. As the familiarity increases, your new "type" develops.

As Rob said in the movie:" I always had one foot out the door, and that prevented me from doing a lot of things, like thinking about my future and… I guess it made more sense to commit to nothing, keep my options open. And that’s suicide. By tiny, tiny increments" I am going to change my approach from now on..

I do have a great life, a house, a great job..health, my family... it’s all just providing a soundtrack for a pretty good life in high fidelity. but I am ready to share it with someone. That’s the real epiphany here.

POETRY: TASTE YOU UPON MY LIPS

Longing for the clash of traits,
To be under my control.
Under my power.

I long to change your selfishness,
While I relish your surplus of benefactors.
I long to open my heart,
Without worry of any oppressors of love.
Without the threat of losing my trust.
My faith.

My faith in the most powerful force there is.
That force?s false identity is love.
Love is a false identity,
Because love is a word for happiness.
A word for joy.
A word for peace.

While love can bring these ephemeral feelings,
It more often brings hurt, hate and jealousy.
I long for a love,
Where I am safe from hurt, hate and jealousy.
A love like yours.

A love I long for here in my bed,
Every night.
These dragged on twenty-four hours a day,
Seem more like twenty-four years.

How many more
Long, tedious and torturous hours
Must I wait,
Longing for your embrace?
Your sweet embrace.

How many more
Tears shall I spill,
Longing for your tender lips
To press against mine?

How much more
Must my heart bleed,
Longing for you?


2

Her lips touch mine only as a hopeful memory
Unrealized moments, long forgotten
A hint of sensual awareness playing in the neural net.

Tides of reckless recollection gambol about
As I, in my folly, remain as but an archetype on the wheel of love
A lover caught in the paradigm of romance
Spinning upon the carousel of life.

She comes to me daily, a wraith in my thoughts
Her beauty amplified by the Goddess,
Her song, a melody of her mystery.
O Daughter of Gaia, encircle me with your femininity
Even as you enchant me with your vibrancy.

She arrived in my world with a question,
Inquisitive and curious
A fragrant blossom taking root in the parklands of my being
Greeting my consciousness with her goodness.

Truly a daughter of  angelic origin,
She inhabits that region within
Where the spark that is love gets ignited
And once lit remains
As a beacon, a reminder, a guide
An illumination of the capability of the spirit.

I sense her certitude as she questions what is
Her competence matched by her beauty.
Partake of the reservoir of the Goddess within
Know that you are loved even as you embody love.
For you are a gift
Presented to those in your sphere as a reminder
Of the sanctity of a woman.

A memory of hope traverses my anima
And passes through me with a sigh
For I remember.


3

My love,
Oh, how I love thee,
No words can describe my love for you,
No song can be as beautiful as our love for each other,
I would sail across oceans to see you,
I would fly across the world to kiss you,
I would walk over lands to be with you forever,
My Love!

Star-Cross'd-Lovers

Star-Cross'd-Lovers                  
I was born to love you;
You were born to love me.
We must have loved each other in heaven,
For destiny chose us to be... Star-Cross'd-Lovers


4

How come every time I close my eyes
  you're all I see
Why is is that when I'm not around you 
  you're all I think about
I don't understand why when I take a shower
  I still only smell you
Am I supposed to always 
  taste you upon my lips
Why do I dream about you holding me in your arms
  before I even touch you
When someone whispers I can't help but
  stop and hope to hear your sweet voice again

If it's just me well I guess I will have to live with it 
but I am beginning to think my senses 
are leaning towards you...

POETRY: THE DEEPEST LOVE

The deepest love always
comes from the heart.
My deepest love is
the love I have for you.
Our love is perfect and right
it comes from deep inside our hearts.
My love for you will stay strong
as long as it's the deepest love from my heart.
Love from the bottom of our hearts,
is the only way to make
our relationship worthwhile.
The deepest love
is my only way to show
how I really feel about you.
It comes from the
deepest part of my heart.


2


Love starts within and expands outward;
There is no end to where love goes.
Time doesn't measure how far love will progress,
Just the heart's need of it.

The mind keeps love alive
With all the imagination in its soul which love holds.
That look we treasure, the passion we build on,
Leave none to fill.

When bodies touch and the need is filling,
That passion lingers on for infinity.
Love is like a rushing river, it runs long and deep,
Feeds its tributaries and we grow strong because of it.

That devotion, with all of its rewards is but a sample
Of all that is rich in the seductiveness of oneself.
Love that is true doesn't care about the negative
Only the positive

And enjoys the wonders of all of it,
And shines with the warmth of that love.


3

It is impossible to capture in words
  the feelings I have for you
I now have the strongest feelings
  that I have ever had about anyone
Yet, when I try to tell you them
  or try to write them down for you

The words do not even begin to touch
  the depths of my feelings for you
And though I cannot explain
  the essence of these phenomenally feelings
I can tell you what I feel like
  when I am with you...

When I am with you it is as if:
    I were a bird
       Flying freely in the clear blue sky
    I were a flower
       Opening up my petals of life

When I am with you it is as if:
   I were the waves of the sea
       Crashing strongly against the shore
   I were the rainbow after the storm
       Proudly showing my colors so pure and vividly

When I am with you it is as if
Everything that's beautiful surrounds us...

This is just a small part
  of how wonderful I feel when I am with you
Maybe the word "Love" was invented
  to explain the deep heart felt
  all-encompassing feelings we feel and enjoy

But, somehow, it is not strong enough
Yet, since it is the BEST word there is
Let me tell YOU a thousand times that
I Love YOU more than LOVE!!!!!



4

On a day such as this when sunshine begins to rise upon us
And the night-time of enchanting stars leave, for a time faded,
I fumble in the hue of morning, outstretch my hand to touch you
I am taken in by this moment in time with thoughts of just you and me
And the love that willingly seeded itself inside both of us
Bound together, it is a love full of song for one another to nurture
We encircle each other's world through each day's passing
There it can still be found sharing the same existence 
within our hearts
Within a halo of unity it gathers all the precious things 
only life can bring
As we greet each day, together hand in hand, 
bringing with it a soft freshness
Awakening us to find reasons anew 
to fall in love all over again and again
As the summer's warm afternoon sun shifts aimlessly among the clouds
The air vividly wisps by our shoulders 
with its gentle voice of touch
Singing to you and me, a love song of joy 
emitting all the scents of life
Often it is love that helps us 
recognize the abundance of compassion that we possess
Bringing forth forgotten feelings 
that in time may become lost in a hidden cascade
Reacquainting wisdom to the mind 
to open our hearts for the other to find shelter
As the day slowly unfolds all of its passion for life 
within one another's eyes
Blossomed, it has become the seed to grow 
and become an unconditional love
For it to unfold into our arms 
for what is now caring giving loving and needing
The essence of what true love is 
in sharing a lifetime with the one who holds your soul
To be awakened with the sun arising 
and to gaze at the enchanting stars approaching
To dream and be loved  
be loved and to dream with the other one that is your heart

POETRY: ONLY FOR YOU

There's a particular person, a certain special someone,a very specific individual with whom I wanna discover secret places in the Land of Love.You are that someone,who perfectly fits my vision of the perfect mate and I hope you feel that I fit yours too.In all areas of life, let us experience more, create more and enjoy life more with all of our love. This is the year that leads our love life into new territory where we will share life's new found wonders. Please, join me to the most beautiful place I know, come with me to the Land of Love.



I look at you and can only see,
My love, my life, my Eternity.

With you there is no end,
Let's hold each other, our love to tend,

In this chaotic world of ours,
One thing is for sure in my heart,

You finish the circle throughout my life,
Like a never ending fire through the night,

Mystic colors swirl 'round,
Only for you will they die down,

Keep me on your mind and in your thoughts,
What we have, my love, cannot be bought.



2


As I look into your face,
I see you so benign.
I'm lost within your crystal eyes,
And I cannot close mine.

I get lost within your smile,
And wander aimlessly.
Through ecstasy and endless bliss,
So peaceful and so free.

All I have to do is see,
Your precious procelain skin.
My eyes light up like burning fire,
And I am lost within.

I never want to leave here.
This feeling is so nice.
I look into your eyes
And I am lost in paradise.



3

A break from all the stress,
remembering that day we shared.
When I'm too old to remember,
I will still have this...
My eyes caress your face,
those lines my fingers
knew so well.
That smile...
your beauty, unknown to you
shines for all to see.
But more important-
the beauty inside, not seen
you shared with me.
Those eyes...
gentle, loving, laughing,
staring at me.
I return the smile...
refreshed, renewed.


4


When I am with you
moments are endless.
I helplessly gravitate
to your sensual embrace
forcing me to fall.

When I am with you
life ceases and heaven begins.
The encompassing passion demands
that I surrender myself.

When I am with you 
I know nothing of the person.
I am in your absence.
The reality of life is seemingly imaginative,
And my imagination knows not of reality.

When I am with you,
The undescribable passion and bliss
is more than I could have ever conceived possible.

I would then assume the inevitable question
isn't whether or not passion and bliss are prevalent-
The universe will forever testify.  
The question is, rather, whether or not
the inconceivable magnitude of it all
is accepted and by each...

Because in accepting, 
one cannot be hesitant or unwilling
to embrace this immense opportunity set before him.

Passion overrides the consequences.
And when I am with you,
Passion overrides all

PERSONAL: I AM THE MAN OF YOUR DREAM

I want to let you in on a secret, I'm not who you think I am. In fact, my disguise is so thin, I'm surprised you haven't seen right through me. I'm the man of your dreams masquerading as  post on this site. Sometimes I want to rip off this façade, but I can't because you'll get scared and you'll run away again. So I decided that it's better to live with the lie than expose my true feelings. My mom told me there are two types of men: the ones you grow out of, and the ones you grow into. I really hope I'm the latter. I may not be the one you love today, but I'll let you go for now, hoping one day you'll come back to me. Because I think you're worth the wait.


Every day is spent dreaming of holding you; touching you and feeling you close to this love.         Each day is, met with hopes and dreams. The hope of waking up with you next to me and the dreams of holding you, each night as we drift off to sleep. When I was young, I would draw images of the woman I would love and I wish I still had those drawings to prove to you, that it was you I have dreamed of all along. With poems, love letters, romantic dinners and roses, I will show my love for you every day I am given. Never will I let a moment, to show you my love, pass.

If only you could see inside my heart and know that this love I feel for you is as eternal as the universe, reaching beyond the existence of time, itself. You will never spend a day of your life without my love for this love will burn for you just as surely as the sun, burns in the sky.
You own my heart and no one else could ever hope to have this love. They may try but where they try, they shall fail. I belong to you. You have all of my love and everything that makes me exist. One day, you will become my wife and together, we will love one another. After all, you cannot expect me to live without your love You, my love, are the world to me and so much more. When I hold you, the world fades away and all that is left is the two of us. The hardest part is waiting for you…I become disoriented until my mind steadies itself in the hope that I will be with you. Hope has brought you to me, Faith shall help me keep you always, and Love is all you 
   

When you get older, you tend to think that the window for true love, for romance and longing that makes you so crazy you can't sleep, for desire that keeps you waiting by the phone counting the seconds until she responds to a text — well, you think that window is closed.Because nothing gets easier as you get older. It gets harder. It gets harder to find a reason to let yourself love. It gets harder to be single, and it gets harder to be a couple.So when you find her, when you find the one who makes you crazy, the one you thought would never show up, you buy a ring. You get down on one knee. You stand up in front of your family and say I do. I will. I promise.You hold on.That's my plan.I'm holding on.