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Macro Photo taken with Nokia 928, Carl Zeiss lens, edited with Lumia Camera

 

Spoken Or Written

Poetry about the weather

Poems about love

Words about the heavens

Thoughts of stars above

Bliss in emotion

Dreams of a kiss

Writing of what is missing

Wandering amiss

Story of a life

Hurt by the other

Tales in denial

Anger for a lover

Visions to behold

Captivating the audience

Lottery of gold

Photos in a camera

A gift in a pen

Absence of heartfelt

Advice never taken

What did you get

Blogs in a web

Fly on a wall

Spoken in my head

Taking me to bed

All the words we read

Everything we write

Is all there is to learn

In the bloggers own insight


A Bugs Advice; If you find yourself flying in a blue dream, don’t fly into the light. ~ Wade Lancaster (poems of a moth)

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There Is No Poetry In Your Soul The Soul Is In Your Poetry

time-machine

An Ancient Time Machine

 

There Is No Poetry In Your Soul – The Soul Is In Your Poetry
true beauty rises from pain
love lives in every cell of my body
and my soul is filled
with passionate desires
and romantic dreams
which thirst for their speedy realization
i feel so terrible being lonely
because like a flower needs sun and water
i need care and love
my greatest dream
to find my soul mate
my true love
our destiny
and my heart tells me
that i am going to find her
and she is going to find me
then we shall fulfill
what was written in the book
the book of life
our life
a story everlasting
the only thing missing
we never had the chance
to tell our genuine feelings
for each other
that will be the chapter we write
together
because life is so short
and we do not have forever
when forever is a matter of time
in every version of the future
i must die
in every version of the past
i lived
in the present
i love
you

dew drops

 

Audio Candy

Audioslave – Yesterday To Tomorrow

Collective Soul – Bleed

There is no poetry in your soul. The soul is in your poetry.

Do You Remember or Was It All A Dream

Starlight
Wish Upon A Star With Me My Love

Do You…

miss the way;
I look into you eyes
the way my fingers explore your skin
the ear that listened
how in me you had no fear
the tender moments
the kiss, soft and gentle
teasing your lips
holding hands in public
doors that open
a gentlemen
dances in the rain
peanut butter nutella
meals prepared by me
how i brushed your hair
going down above your knees
laughter that broke silence
cuddling the recharge we need
pictures of our adventures
photos erotic shared
walking around the home
nothing but underware
traveling together, many places
making love by moonlight
wishing on that star one night
looking into the mirror
as the story unfolds
dreams and promises and wishes
forever these we hold

… and then you awake…
could this be…
the one man of whom you dream?

… then I awake…
holding my pillow…
I realized…

I was the one who was dreaming

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