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    April 08

    Something I liked..

      
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    April 01

    Another poem

    Butterfly Kiss

    The taste of music on your skin,
    The sound of rainbows trapped within,
    The tiny momentary touch
    Of honey lips' caressing brush.
    Your nose is smooth and china hue,
    His lips are soft, devout to you.
    He gently lays upon your nose,
    A teeny kiss before he goes,
    And leaves you with a butterfly,
    Which tingles when he says "goodbye,"
    And from that momentary brush,
    You ever feel the flutter touch...

    A word from the feline...

    This is my first attempt at a blog or online journal, so those that enter..beware. I'm not known for being subtle. As a matter of fact I've been called cold, icy, mean, hard-hearted, and those are just a few. I don't really think I am any of those. I like to think that I'm just honest and upfront. I find no use for those who hide behind lies or false pretenses. As my favorite quote states.. Life is too short not to do what it takes to be happy. I think that applies to all of lifes facets. I know there are some out there that will definitely disagree, but that's their choice. It's a free world, they are intitled to their opinion. I'll post poetry or random thoughts from time to time.
     
    The smallest one..
    The smallest one among the stars
    which can't be seen from earth or mars
    has lost it's power, this is true
    and can't be seen by me or you.

    But we don't care about a star
    which can't be spotted from a far
    We only love what we can see
    and that's what's killing you and me.

    Maybe He Knows

    I still remember it,
    Trying to compare him to something, anything
    For a point of reference.
    But there was nothing to grasp,
    For her was something entirely new
    To my concept of beauty.

    He redefined my desires
    Not just in how my eyes liked to look at him
    But in how everything around him
    Became more exciting, more alive.
    It was another world for sure,
    One beyond the clay of my normality.


    He was so beautiful to me,
    But to try and tell him was futile
    He could never understand it.
    No one could.
    For who could grasp a longing
    That was beyond boundless.

    Yet, sometimes when his eyes met mine
    I felt that he might know.
    I was sure of it once, I think.
    Then again, maybe not.
    Can he catch the rain in his hands,
    Can he pull down the stars at night?

    No, he cannot know how I see him
    It is too much, even for me to feel it.
    A dreamer’s dream,
    A message that can never be delivered
    A cloud too high in the sky
    A red rose lying under a tree.

    O that he could sense it now,
    Not just my craving for him
    Which never ends
    But that he is beautiful.
    Maybe he knows
    Maybe he knows.

    Not In This Life

    Down my face too many tears
    Feelings wasted through the years
    Wishing, hoping, loving you
    Wondering if you loved me too
    Unanswered wishes that no-one hears
    Your not there to stop my fears
    Pain goes through me like the sharpest knife
    Because I'm not yours, not in this life.

    Now Its Our Time


    This is the true season of love
    When we believe that we can finally love
    No one has loved like us before
    And no-one will ever love like us again.

    For our love is unique
    Our love is strong,
    Our love is a deep union
    And together we belong.

    Not a day has gone by in my life
    Since my eyes saw deep in yours
    That I have not thought of you,
    Loved you,
    Cherished you
    And I want to love you all of my life.

    In my darkest moments and my brightest days
    You have been my sunlight
    You have been my true love
    You have been my home.

    So from this moment on
    I will promise you understanding
    I will promise you trust
    I will promise you a home with me
    But most of all, I promise you love.