Amen Cassie! :) Masks are for cowards...True poets need not hide, but express their thoughts and emotions for the world to see. Accepting both criticism and praise, learning, and improving their verses as they go. It is all a creative experience.
Come, take my hand in yours
Let us walk together upon this bridge
that spans our rivers of uncertainty
In courage we shall breathe freely
and sculpt our love's strength
Strolling triumphant for the world to see
Come, take my heart
Entwine it with your golden emotions
You've captured me...
A colourless life in shallow waters doomed
Seeks not for light, there in true love’s womb?
Earthly demands, a torment, await respite
Envisages tender flowers bright in bloom
In loneliness, does Heaven truly exist?
Did It not bring to existence two, not one?
For nothing is as complete in...
It was a year ago, today
When I first read your prose
My heart and my soul moved
And a deep flame arose
I then let you know I had noticed
with a wink and a short note,
That you had read my poetry
And how I liked your certain quote
You responded not long after
With your contact information...
How could I see the divine?
In only one single look
How did I feel that kiss?
When my lips you never took!
How did I hear an angel's whisper?
Before you ever even spoke!
How did I feel your breath on me?
Warming my skin like a cloak
How do you remain on my mind?
And in my heart this much...