I hath besought thine wit about rules of love my dear Romeo.
The dream thou hath shown me, only to have it crazed.
Thy heavy soul doth astonish me to think thou hath naught.
Yet methinks thou art mistaken, for thine riches are not of ducats
Thy riches lie in love.
Henceforth prithee thine heart not halt from pain wrought of yore.
Nay, I bequeath unto thee the promise of a thousand suns
To keep with me always, like the heart I doth own, a thought
Of every fullsome moment we dost cherish.
To My Mother
The Broken reflection of her, my lovely lady, is impeccable. Her beauty surpasses that of any I've ever seen. The prettiest rose weeps at the competition, and she outshines the brightest star, dulling it to a pitiful state...yet looking closer shows a diamond in the rough...she comes from a harder time, a tougher life where the tears she cried flow as a river of melancholy to her modern day self. Memories with sharp little teeth...
She's leaving me for another life of green and little coffee shops filling the corners of her emptiness. I can barely write a symphony of words to express the agony...the ache my heart is forced into when I think of her being so far away...yet there are not enough words I can think of to explain how much I'll miss her....So here I lay....sadness demanding my attention and silence commanding my lips.
The Girl With a Young Heart
The memory waved back at her...
Taunting her...threatening to come back...to haunt her.
The banging she remembered...the thumping she'll never forget..
No matter how many times she scratches at her scalp the noise will never leave her...
The rush...of movement from the man she loved....dearly...had all her life...the gentle sound of his body falling to the floor...The blood stained counter... The memory she Never wanted to recompose to herself...
Yet now there she was...tear drenched cheeks and saddened wrinkles...staring...into the distance...trying to forget all over again...what he had done...the pain...the screaming, stinging sensation she had gotten when he laid there....motionless...waiting for him to make a movement that would prove him to be alive....
Estoy Enamorada de tiEstoy enamorada de ti
I didn't know that you could shatter me
The power that you held over me
Well thanks for finally setting this heart free.
I know you love me eternally
Or atleast that's what you said to me
This sadness this...unforgiving pain...
My heart had a lock and I gave you that key...
Well give it back you selfish bastard!
The things you said were only kind words.
Yet the new words you spoke I can't erase
I won't be caught dead in your cold embrace.
You've no idea what you've done to me
I didn't know I could cry relentlessly...
But you somehow made it possible
On my heart strings you've seemed to always pull...
It's time for silence between me and the world
Time for me to enter my lonely dream world,
You proved...once and for all to me
Heartbreak comes with no backspace key...
Estoy Enamorada de ti....