5:19am. – A Masterpiece

I thought it was the end of days,
my heart becoming stone,
my body clay,
until you came and chose to stay.

Those before you,
would only wittle away.
Sculptors or vultures,
they’d leave dust and grey.
So when you approached,
I expected the same.
Another tamer looking for artists to claim.

Sweat dripping from your brow,
I can see you giving your best.
Taking your time,
I peeked not expecting much to be left.

You added a crown,
gave me wisdom and strength.
Wrapped me in a cape of your love,
gave my legs extra length.
Now I’m a giant,
capable and complete.
You don’t see what is needed,
you add to my beat.
Broke me free of my tomb,
and by my side we will reign.

January 18th Forever.

“Only the strongest woman alive,
can survive,
losing her mom on the same day she arrived.
Cruely you have to be stronger,
she had you wrapped in love for decades,
before she left our eyes.

I’m here to tell you,
that you are.

Eternally her star will always rise,
shining light,
on your path to thrive.

She loves you. We all do.”

“12:58 am”

“At the right time in the wrong place.

Not sure what my issue is.
Why my head bounced off the diving board,
into the deep end.

Seems like I’m back now,
but the heart is so capable.

One instant you’re moving thru life;
train’s chugging along,
coasting thru the turns,

and then your heart shows up.

Out goes the conductor,
now your train has officially gone rouge.

Love is truly my greatest, and the greatest, inspiration.

Novels will be written about you,
your memory will never die, that’s a promise.

Until then,
never change,
I already love you how you are.”©

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“Tikas Tale of Self-Actualization”

“Unsure where to start,
because starts one day end,
so over and over I’ll begin and begin.

Obsessed in her beauty,
I assumed like the rest.
Pompous and artificial,
another empty quest.

Until her first words hit me,
I saw everything I ever wanted to see.
In that exact moment,
I saw a reflection of me.

Another misunderstood creation,
of this universal station.

Deeper than senses,
worth more than the sum of their parts.”©

simply:complex

“To Love a Writer”

“To love a writer,
Is to accept the unconditional passion,
Of a composer of feelings and emotions.

An artist of language,
Who will echo the tales of your excellence,
thru the pages of history.
Peppering the landscape,
With stories of your mind, body and soul.

If a writer falls in love with you,
Your memory will never die.”©

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