King of Hearts

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We move together in slow, synchronized movements,

Intertwined between the pores of your bare skin.

Your sweat drips onto my breast,

Soaking you up.

As I become more like you,

And you become more like me,

We understand each others memories.

We understand each others pain.

Three years have gone by,

Counting my blessings every time,

I wake up to you by my side –

Protecting me.

Every time you lay intwined with me,

My skin soaks in your aura.

You are my only desire,

I can’t get you out of my head.

I love you to the moon and back,

My handsome man,

Sometimes life deals you miracles,

Iv’e been dealt the god damn king.

 

Ps. Happy Birthday baby, don’t ever change.

M.M. + J.D. = Forever 

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King of Hearts

Anxiety

IMG_2592.JPGSomeday you have to realize,

Baby ain’t got nothing but the same old lies.

I’ve got the questions in my mind.

Asking you straight up,

getting the same lines.

Every day im running ’round the block,

Counting the minutes on every wall clock.

Stop watch,

Stop time,

Bring you back to me.

Travel the world,

We still have so much to see.

Our little girl, yes she worships you.

Baby please come home.

Make our dreams come true.

You’re like the rubber to my glue,

Everything you do,

I worship you too.

My apologies for my anxiety.

Questioning our love,

Baby don’t you see?

There’s nothing wrong with you

Anxiety took control of me.

Anxiety

Canada 

[A poem writen for the less fortunate suffering so far away.]

My child is looking up at me, asking who she’ll be.

My rights, my freedom and my dreams have all been ripped away from me.

I tell her not to worry, I can see it on her face.

This world is a cold one baby, we can’t slow down our pace.

Canada is where we’ll go.

Baby, have you seen the snow?

It’s cold and white like the ones we hate.

But baby it’s beautiful, I can’t wait.

We’ll plant a seed in the safemans land and scare away the snake like men.

I will protect, I will not fail, my little girl, my whole wide world.

My rights, my freedom and my dreams have all been given back to me.

You gave us a chance, you cannot know, how much this means.

Please, Let it snow.

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Thank You. 

This place is magic, this place inside my head. 

The place where my dreams prosper.
The place old dreams lay dead. 

Sunshine and daisies, magical lands.

Unicorns, butterflies and childlike trends.

Bipolar minds live bipolar lives.
So many dreams, not enough time.

I know that I’m genuine, and I know that I’m kind. 

Please mommy tell me, is it you that I’m like?
Or is it my dad, ’cause I know he’s sick too ?

But that’s a new story I wont get into. 

I know you’re both sorry, and don’t be ashamed.

Mom, you raised a good daughter. 

Dad, she thinks she’s to blame.

For my fears and my worries but we’re on the same page – of the book, near the ending where she carries the flame. 

It’s the end of this poem, one last thing you should know, I’m a passionate person, for that – I THANK YOU. 

Thank You. 

Whisper I love you.

Whisper I love you, as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and the chills run down my crooked spine.

What I’m about to tell you might be tough but i’m sure as hell not alone in this story of mine.

Whisper I love you, the tickle of your breath in my ear.

I’m in pain and I’m lying there scared,
but I know that with you, I have nothing to fear.

Your dark blue sheets clenched in between my knuckles,
the same knuckles I would punch you with only 6 months later.

And I’m sorry, I was in pain, I lost our baby, I knew after that I could never be carefree again like I used to be.

Whisper I love you, as you bend down and touch your palm to my face.
Even though my heart was sinking in my chest you had me feeling calm.

But I wiped my tears on your face anyways just because I wanted you to feel my pain.
And you could because we were connected.
Like two kindred souls in the wind.

Believe what you want but I believe in old souls and I believe that we’ve been lovers in past lives.

So you hold me so close and I can smell your cologne and follow your heartbeat and you lean in and you whisper I love you one last time as we choose to move on and live our lives.

Whisper I love you.