To Poetry: A Private Convo

You know…
I need more than a moment.
can we sit down, converse
we…I mean, I
need to throw some ideas around
we know each other all to well…
the more the secrets, the more a friendship is held.
 
You have been there for all my secrets
shoots!
you’ve  even helped some unfold 
you were there when I first dreamed of creativity,
I didn’t even know,
but you brought simplicity.
 
 
You’ve held my hand one to many times
we’ve grown, we’ve understood
we’ve silenced doubters
haters and friends
I know now
you will be here with me to the end.
 
So with that
I want to keep you in my arms
keep you in my heart
don’t want us apart
your my confidant, my desire,
my fire, I can bring you anything
we can talk and write,
with no tainted flare, your my love manifest
when I close my eyes
you cross my sight.
 
This might seem corny or cliché
but you are my day, brought me from darkness to light
even when I denied, you used your insight
made me right,
write…
 
You helped me see
I didn’t like what I had to see
I had left you alone
but now your back to me.
 
It’s the weather
it’s where I am in  my life.
you came and made moments right.
 
You’ve opened doors and close them
gave me memories, that no matter how old
who or where I am, I will cherish and hold them
your like the girl, the love, the instance    
my un-ending romance
my other partner in this dance
we call life.
 
You make me re-live everything
when I see paper, ink, pen and hand
I bleed to do it again
you torment my soul
make my right, make me wrong
make me dream of growing old
my left; my pause.  

You leave me in awe.

In disarray.

There is so much I would like to say.

You make my world complete
I tap your energy to fuel mine
my mind equates, defends
walls are broken, thoughts spoken.
 
I swear if you were a prospect 
you would have me open
I jus wanna get closer
your my drive, drive and do it all over.
 
Your my imagination come alive
you make me strive, dive
make me reveal inside,
share ,dare and compare 
you take me low
and bring me highs
hives…
goosebumps and dimples
couldn’t sum you up in one word
that’s why this isn’t simple
you bring the rush
triple fold.
 
You’re the embers of my being, make me see things worth seeing and you have always given me a dream, worth dreaming…
 
© Da Absentee 2011
 
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One of my odes to Poetry.
 
Stay Positive…
 
 
 
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