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Your Eyes




Eyes painted with so much beauty,
Windows to the house of God,
Bottomless oceans spread out forever,
Stories, poetry, and holy secrets.

Oh gates of eden;
I know where you sit,
Mystery of the universe;
I know where the truth is hidden,
What a fiery blaze.

I am a bird on a ledge,
Trying to find my way to heaven,
A lost stranger looking to get warm,
A poor child staring in wonder,
A fish in a bowl.

Do you see me here now?
What goes on in there?
What is it like?

To My Lovely Wife with her beautiful eyes. I love you and your eyes. February 9, 2011





An Entrapment (Anthony Kolos)







My love, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;

I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as thee,
to simply cast away the precision
God had placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being
whether it physical or spiritual
is an ensnarement
from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever.
With you for all eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.



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Thank God




I'm not the strongest guy,
I'm not the smartest guy,
I'm not the best looking guy,
I can't sing, and I can't dance,
To be really quite frank,
I don't have a talent to brag about.

I'm not rich or powerful,
I have no wisdom to share,
I have no tales of daring adventure;
Though I was once on a ship that sank,
But it was only a methaphor.

I've been told I can't do anything right,
People say that I'm good for nothing,
Sometimes I'm not good for anything at all,
I'm not short and I'm not tall,
Stupid is my middle name,
I never ever drank,
But you couldn't tell that by my mistakes.

I'm not that lucky,
I'm not that bright,
I'm not the life of the party,
I don't win first place,
I'm not anyone special,
I'm not anyone of importance.

Thank God I have you.


To Shiena, the reason I smile. I love you. Febuary 7, 2011



Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her (Christopher Brennan)







If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?.

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.



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A Red Red Rose (Robert Burns)







O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.



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Longing (Matthew Arnold)







Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.



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I Carry Your Heart (E.E. Cummings)







I carry your heart with me,
I carry it in my heart,
I am never without it ,
Anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done,
By only me is your doing,my darling,
I fear no fate, for you are my fate,my sweet,
I want no world, for beautiful you are my world, my true,
And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant,
And whatever a sun will always sing is you.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud,
And the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
Which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide,
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart.

I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart.



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Camomile Tea (Katherine Mansfield)







Outside the sky is light with stars;
There's a hollow roaring from the sea.
And, alas! for the little almond flowers,
The wind is shaking the almond tree.

How little I thought, a year ago,
In the horrible cottage upon the Lee
That he and I should be sitting so
And sipping a cup of camomile tea.

Light as feathers the witches fly,
The horn of the moon is plain to see;
By a firefly under a jonquil flower
A goblin toasts a bumble-bee.

We might be fifty, we might be five,
So snug, so compact, so wise are we!
Under the kitchen-table leg
My knee is pressing against his knee.

Our shutters are shut, the fire is low,
The tap is dripping peacefully;
The saucepan shadows on the wall
Are black and round and plain to see.



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Love War




Your love is vicious,
Show no mercy,
So ruthless,
But I'm not a prisoner,
I volunteered for this,
So bring it on,
I'm a cheesy love song,
You're the break of dawn.

Together we're killing it,
The hate machine,
The cheaters and the liars,
The zombies that are buying it,
Gullable chicks and asshole guys,
There's too much of that,
No more hello goodbyes.

Your love is an assasin,
Aim to please,
shoot to thrill,
Put me on my knees,
Make my heart steel,
A.K.A. Cupid,
This the business of love,
And business is boom'n.

Together we're killing it,
The hate machine,
The cheaters and the liars,
The zombies that are buying it,
Gullable chicks and asshole guys,
There's too much of that,
No more hello goodbyes.

Your love is a revolution,
Take down the system,
Because we're building a new one,
Dictating hearts,
Control the minds,
Take it over and make it over,
Make them see a new light.

Together we're killing it,
The hate machine,
The cheaters and the liars,
The zombies that are buying it,
Gullable chicks and asshole guys,
There's too much of that,
No more hello goodbyes.


To my loving wife Shiena. I love you. February 5, 2011



To All Who Were There Before Me




I know I shouldn't tease the dumb,
For they cannot help it,
I know it's mean to laugh and poke fun,
But I just cannot help it.

You have to be the dumbest person ever to be born,
The biggest idiot to breathe air,
I would point my finger in scorn,
But for you I do not care.

You had it all,
The most beautiful girl,
You were a king,
She is the queen of amazing girls.

She would have done anything for you,
She could have made you so happy,
She would have made you so proud,
You're a douche,
You're the pauper of poo.

I bet you wish you could take it all back,
I hope you cry yourself to sleep,
But out of sympathy I will tell you this secret,
The truth is in the end jerks lose.


To my (In Your Face!) wife Shiena. I love you. February 4, 2011






Shiena




Peace and love surround her,
Inspiration is her name,
There is treasure in her eyes,
And hope on her lips,
With just a whisper she commands your soul,
With just a touch your wounds are healed,
And at a glance your knees get weak,
She has no equal that you know of,
But she serves the lowest of the low,
She is merciful and kind,
But she can make armies tremble in fear,
To know her is to forget yourself,
To speak with her is to speak with angels,
To sit with her is to sit with kings,
To eat with her is to be in heaven,
God's own angel guards her,
Ten thousand more behind him,
Her ordinary is extrodinary,
Her beauty runs deeper than the sky,
Everday I see her,
And everyday I am amazed.


To my inspirational wife Shiena. I love you. February 3, 2011






Dreams Are Not For Beds




Don't let them turn out the light,
Your dreams will fade away,
They come like a thief in the night,
A spoiled child's game they play,
To turn your world upside down,
For selfish reasons in their heads,
Keep the flame where it cannot be found,
My dear love, dreams are not for beds.

Treasures await those who have the key,
Of hope for doing the will of love,
One half in you and the other in me,
A light from the highest beam above,
Placed deep within what no one else can give,
Some winds can turn blues to reds,
This one cries out 'let me live',
My dear love, dreams are not for beds.

It is not for us to know when or where,
How is not really up to you,
Glory waits for those who should dare,
Only a leap of faith will do,
But you must not ever close your eyes,
For this can only be seen if you are awake,
Don't believe the jealous lies,
Of a walking, talking snake,
Because when the time is finally right,
This creature's skin will be shed,
Then it will be revealed by light,
My dear love, that dreams are not for beds.


To my precious wife Shiena. I love you. Febuary 02, 2011



Patience for Two




patience my love
the day will come before you know it
a clock will tick,
an engine will roar,
many miles will be a blur,
my heart will pound as the wheels touch down,
on a distant shore.

just a little longer now,
you're doing great,
i know you've waited lifetimes for this,
i have waited too,
lifetimes of sorrow and lonliness for this fate,
my destiny was always with you.

we made it past the liars,
we made it past the cheats,
it cost us our tears,
it cost us our hopes,
it broke our hearts,
and it wore our souls thin,
but i promise you my love it will not happen again.

wait now, wait just a little while,
i'll reach out to you and grab your hand,
with a nervous smile  I'll look into your eyes as i pull you close,
i'll hold onto you so tight against myself,
i want to hold you now,
my heart is aching,
just a little bit longer now.

i am beside myself,
but the day is breaking,
and i will be with you soon.

patience my love,
don't forget to hold a place for me,
hold a place for me at your table,
save a place for me by your pillow,
save a place for me in your heart,
never give up,
never lose faith,
you are the one,
you are my girl,
you were since i first saw you.

an eyelid will flutter,
a light will flicker,
things will become clearer,
and i will be there right next to you,
reach out,
i'm in front of you,
you will know,
and i will kiss you,
patience.



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Someday Not Soon Enough




forever is not enough,
together is too far,
memories are imitations,
thoughts don't mean as much,
wishes, hopes, and dreams;
they are much less than they seem,
they are much less than they seemed,
for now this is all there is,
for now this means everything,
but its fading away,
i cling onto what isn't there,
i smile at the feelings i get,
but i'm reminded of what i don't have,

what if what was becomes should have,
what if today becomes yesterday,
what if it all passes by, and i'm left alone,
all these things will comfort me little.

what i need is for time to disappear,
what i want is for somedays to not exist,
dreams to become reality,
hope to be for someone else,
to be with you, not just within you,
and then i can smile,
and think of all that i have.



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How do I Love Thee... (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)







How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! And, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.



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Love Sonnet 109 (William Shakespeare)







O, never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.
As easy might I from my self depart
As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie.
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe though in my nature reigned
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stained
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;
For nothing this wide universe I call
Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all.



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Those Lips that Love's Own Hand Did Make (William Shakespeare)







Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate"
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
"I hate" she altered with an end,
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away.
"I hate" from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying "not you."



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Even As A Lovely Flower (Heinrich Heine)







Even as a lovely flower,
So fair, so pure thou art;
I gaze on thee, and sadness
Comes stealing o'er my heart.

My hands I fain had folded
Upon thy soft brown hair,
Praying that God may keep thee
So lovely, pure and fair.



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Of Pearls And Stars (Heinrich Heine)







The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
More precious than these wonders are;
My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.

The ocean's power, the heavenly sights
Cannot outweigh a love filled heart,
And sparkling stars or glowing pearls,
Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.

So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart,
For heaven and earth and sea and sky,
Do melt as love hath melt my heart.



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