Sword

The lourde is my shepherd, my rock and my sword. I shall not want. Lo though I walk in the valley of death throughout; I shall fear no evil. For hell is my wrath and God surely is my

sword….

The Forsaken

God will not forsake

anyone and everyone.

He does not forget.

Pain & Suffering

Your grace in your eyes holds me in the light.

Lo and behold I shall never tremble at the sight of my God.

I will face God and show him my sins and I will take his sword and guard my heart and what is left of my soul to conceal all his doubt; his secrets; his pain.

O my God, I will relieve you of your sufferings and carry forth your burden.

Sword-Teth

It was unhealthy to kiss him.

His immaculate grace with clear blue eyes;

as I put my lips to my mouth to put my hands on his immaculate feet.

To feel Mary’s children.

As I gazed up at the cross, his immediate mercy shines upon me at such a cruel distance.

Jesus nods his head to look at his children who had betrayed him.

As he looks me in the eyes and tells me;

I am your savior; your rock and your shield.

And you; one….

are my sword.

Somewhere

In my mind you are still there at the pew.

Your love of our God….

Frustrated

He was so frustrated that Sunday morning.

Something I could never hold.

He is pure.

Pure virgin.

I wanted to see him but saw that I could not.

I loved him so.

I loved how the light

cherished him in his graces.

He’s still beautiful.

Eyes Like Midnight

Your eyes are an electrifying lightning hue of starlit midnight waters.

I long to hold you as there is pain in the deepest part of your eyes that touch your heart.

Like a winter song in the Autumn breeze that caresses my soul in broad daylight.

Your silhouette of bodily shapes that are of an angel’s chiseled features with your blue eyes, subtle heart and strong jawline curved into your face.

You’re someone I could write poetry about and place you chiseled as a statue where the shadows hold you with your silhouette as you lie against but so very far away from the sun.

Your creamy skin and your lovely smile are beautiful to behold and your eyes the most crystal clear blues I could ever write about.

Your lips are the kissable type. I love how everything is about you although you’re very dangerous to be with and yet very dangerous to be without.

You love coffee and have a fallen angel’s wings.

I love the color of your hair.

I wanted to comfort you that day and o how these precious; most foolish things remind me of you.

You’re the type of person who I can actually have and hold a meaningful conversation with mostly about the deeper debates in philosophy and your mind is open like thee intelligence of one of the most wisest people I’ve ever read about.

But no, you are controversial to my looks and yet you still remind me of the day I met you with subtle Sunday mornings.

You’re beautiful and your eyes are like midnight skies.

And I only have eyes for you.

The Soulmate

He had the color

Of onyx eyes

Now I turn to black galaxies before darkness was invented;

In black, pitch dark eyes which consume me as I fade into you.

He was beautiful, so beautiful I felt my heart give a leap.

His smile was so warm.

But now I return to the cold where my heart was almost kept near.

But there you are.

With black, pitch dark eyes.

Beautiful

He was beautiful,

the most beautiful person

alive but he was not for me.

He was a wolf.

And he would never love me.

because I could not be the one

to save himself.

I was not chosen

and he could not accept me

because he couldn’t.

I could not love him

Because it was too

late to ever be with him.

because he did not seem to

Reciprocate love.

The Day After

The day after, my boyfriend and my best friend from New York died.

Pato, I miss your laughter and your protection.

John, I miss your smile and the way you comforted me at night with the warmth of your body.

Arthur, I will never forget the way you used to love me and the way you disappeared.

The way you came back to love me and the way you smelled like Christmas in the morning….

1984 Vs The Day After

His eyes were as dark as the galaxies and in his darkness I found my soulmate.

They were the galaxies I wanted to explore. The galaxies I wanted to melt in.

O the things I wanted to do with him and the th in the we could have done.

And the things I had wanted to do.

I wanted to melt in him.

And o how I loved him.

I loved him.

But he couldn’t love me back….

Gone

I used to think I would be in your mind all the time but you left me.

Without You

Without you my life falls apart and I can’t seem to get you off of my mind.

I go crazy when you’re gone and it’s ridiculous how every time I think of you, I completely melt and I fall apart thinking you’re not with me.

I miss you highly and you will always be far away from me.

My life is like some boring play while you’re still dancing in my mind. Living life. With me.

I feel unhappy without you and I feel like being alone because I’m the one that wanted you here with me.

So fuck God.

Fuck Jesus.

A big fuck you to me.

And fuck everything I’ve ever believed in because I believed in you.

Fragments

To be a fragment of your heart….

To melt in the dark midnight waters that are your eyes;

That is what I wish.

To cure your fragmented heart.

To love you.

Sunday Before Mass

I’ve never gotten close to touching you.

O how I long to touch your face and love your body.

You were the only thing that looked normal in a church full of ignorance; hypocrites; other sinners who didn’t know….

how

to

Stop sinning.

The only innocent thing that was there.

Angry.

and tired.

O how I wanted to touch you with these sinning hands.

To hold you and tell you all’s alright and everything’s going to be okay.

Church Pews

When your eyes meet mine I can feel the warmth of the sun as the world moves under my feet.

Your sapphire blue eyes are crystal clear and they lead me to different places in my heart and your soul defies gravity as your inner child leaves your heart’s consequences of early pubescence as it takes a grip on you.

How dare you beg me to sin and look back at you when you know that I can absolutely not!

You are my favorite person and my color of lightning as you strike me again and again.

You have this ability to make me sin and I am so tempted to look back to see if you are there in between church pews.

But you are not.

I have to admit, I do miss you and I have loved you since we met.

Colors Part 2

And if I never see you again;
your silhouette against the sunlight’s image.
Pray that I become your shadow to protect you in the darkness.
So if you should fall
and I catch you….
Darkness and my soul you shall become.
You are my dreams in darkness and I dream that your blue eyes are searching for something beautiful when there are so many beautiful disasters coming into something terribly beautiful in the shaft of the shadows of nightfall in your nightmares.
So terrible against the light but yet so beautiful in the light.
Sometimes darling the lights have to go out when it gets near dark such as death and til death do us part as the light turns into colors you do not know of.
Colors you cannot recognize beyond dreams that frighten you.
Why do your dreams frighten you to fall in love?
And then you see me because the feeling seemed so obscure.
And that is what we call infatuation. That is what we call love.
And you love me.

To You

His onyx eyes hid the torment of his heart.

If I could kiss those eyes maybe he would know that I appreciate his smiles and his enthusiasm….

Because he really, truly is beautiful.

He holds himself with confidence amidst his fear and yes he really does have eyes of sapphire,and I absolutely love the way he could hold someone in them.

Know that you are appreciated and loved and that you have a great good and heavy heart.

Know that you are loved by me.

Baby I....,

My dearest baby kitty,

You may not have matted brown hair or sapphire eyes but Baby I….,

Love

You

Anyway.

Annabel

As the war went on, he traveled into the wilderness and as the sun had risen to claim his mortal soul, he thought of her as he died slowly.

“Annabel! Anne!” he was walking alongside on the train tracks and he was trying to strike up a conversation.

“You know?! I’m going in the army?!”

She was walking in between the train tracks. The smell of moss in the air.

“You’re being drafted!” she spat.

“Well, why are you so angry at me?!” He yelled.

The train was coming through the forest on the train tracks.

Annabel ran out of its way to the other side rather quickly.

“Because I love you!” She cried.

But he couldn’t hear her through the roaring of the train.

And if that moment could’ve been seized in a moment’s time. She would’ve changed it and she would’ve lived it all over again.

They were friends for a moment as far as he could remember. And for a moment they were in love.

He was looking at her as she got dressed in the house across hers.

And she was beautiful. It was the last day he saw her.

She loved him, but he never knew.

As words were left unexchanged, he packed his bags and left.

As the war went on, he traveled into the wilderness and as the sun had risen to claim his mortal soul, he thought of her as he died slowly.

Swimming

I dream of swimming through your crystal clear watery dark eyes.

I dream of swimming in you in different colors.

Where your heart is my home….

So willing but yet so uncertain….

You think of me in shades of colors I cannot describe….

You think of me in shades of love….

or…. something that reminds you of love.

as the foggy mist lifts the ground in your eyesight; or perhaps your memories of me….

Through dark watery eyes.

Here I am…. swimming….

Alone without your love…..

Your tender sighs….

Within dark watery eyes…..

Charting thee unknown.

Say It

I will always love you and I don’t

intend

on

stopping.

Say I do and I will cherish you every moment like I always have.

Say I love you because you always keep me coming back to hear you say it.

Say it.

Won’t you?

Tell me they you love me.

Tell me Baby.

Say it.