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It’s February 14th, again.
The day is filled with news of doom,
Of stormy shores, of wars, of pain,
Of many sorrows. So much gloom.

It’s Valentine’s day, again…
But where is the love?
What could roses and chocolates do
To end the river between us two?
To end the wars and mend the world?

And yet, each year it comes again.
Urging, reminding us, that we should show
Our cherished friends, family, lovers and such, that,
Though they aren’t perfect, we love them so much.
Regardless of the state of the world…and of us, for that matter.
Would you be my Valentine, though I’m not perfect either?

Sipping from your eternal spring
an amber night filled with heather
moving amongst your curls
Oh would you not curse me
if I told you all, now,
in this moment, close
where spirit meets the flesh
through long joyful hours
imbibing from the urn
cast naked before me
for we have come from afar
awash with youth
and though the heavens
may pass ceaselessly
still we reign

THAT THING CALLED LOVED, I SEARCHED FOR IT EVERYWHERE.
I ASSUME IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL?
YOU SAY LOVE IS A BIG DEAL.
MEETING SOMEONE ADEQUATE & STARTING A NEW LIFE.
I DON'T BELIEVE IN THAT ANYMORE.
I WILL ENJOY LOVE IN MODERATIONS TILL IT'S OVER. NO ONE IS HURT.
NO TEARS TO HIDE.
MOVE ON AND BEGIN THE CYCLE AGAIN.

Rain beating like a drum against the roof of your heart the dragons are yet to depart.....

Words left to be unspoken tear our minds apart....

New years unbroken yet to be made.....

The devils a waiting yet to be paid....

The fire burns but smokes with fear....

The animal is trapped yet the hunters are near.....

The nights a come but the stars dont shine.....

When in God's true love time will a heart ever belong to mine.

P.s true love is worth waiting for always.

When the stars forget it is night
and the air is carved open with scent
then I shall lie with you
as the fields lie open
each gesture a gift
to spurn parting of ways
for on this day
contentment has found me
all the hours pass
like wandering dunes
the sea forever plays
a shanty to our rhythm
to this we must belong

Wrapped from the cold
echoes in the streetscape
I stride beside you
for its assurance I need
despite the fortitude
these doorways all locked
and old bones
can't take much
anymore
but you smile
indifferent to my plight
and for that I salute you
Where did our days go?
majesty of youth
no fear in the cycle
of universal grinding
all you said was
breathe as I do
feel the hustle
for then the dark delivers
love in the margins

Are they many, are they few?
Should I make them known to you?
Would you care, if I did share
The things that make me imperfect;
The flaws I’d prefer to keep secret.

Some are what make me, be me;
That make me think the way I do.
That cause me to do the things I do,
And seem different from someone who
Also has flaws... as I’m sure you do.

Are you willing to accept my imperfections,
Or are they too many for you to care?
I don’t want to hide any longer.
But, regardless of my good intentions,
They may always affect the way I appear.

Sometimes there's a shining star, it's never really too far.Pausing to watch that glow,suddenly it begins to grow.I see a woman of medium size, with curly hair and cute brown eyes.She speaks softly to say hello.That voice I already know.The mind has a special way, when someone brightens your day.They both look up above, is this really true love?Sometimes there's a shining star, it doesn't matter where you are.We always do the best that we can, a beautiful woman and her loving man.Sometimes there's a shining star, I said, sometimes there's a shining star,and love isn't very far. And love isn't very far.

There's a moon abandoned in the eastern sky
down in the meadow they're drinking rye
strangers deep in a foreign land
shelter now in the shifting sand

The juju man carries sticks and stones
the women hum in murderous tones
I saw the one eyed man with purple gaze
call the wind to rise at the end of days

Who do you love
I said who do you love
Who do you love

The sun sank deep in the western sky
the boats upon the water ply
worry not this station's manned
singing songs of an ancient band

The mystic casts his tiny runes
in the caverns of the mighty dunes
you have to pray for pleasant days
time and time it slips aways

Who do you love
I said who do you love
Who do you love

Life & love
I do remember my first love
At sweet sixteen to seventeen,
I didn’t doubt my young lover
Until I realised it was all over,
Betrayed I felt to the bone
Moved on I did on my own,
My second was great and lasted for years
It grew in strength with laughter and tears,
Only ending in pain for us both to feel
I do know for sure this love was real,
Moving on to the deepest love of all
I did not realise how hard I could fall,
You left me in turmoil and despair
A broken man in need of repair,
We met again after many years
And enjoyed the closeness we once shared
The love was still there I felt it for sure
As if time had stood still if only it could,
You left the next day as you said you should.
I think of you often,I do wish you well
Too many years I’ve stayed in my shell,
Try to move on I tell myself,
Don’t be left upon the shelf,
Find someone new to take away the pain
I have taken relief now and again,
Once was almost real until the bubble did burst
Embarrassing episodes slowly got worse.
I can’t believe it’s 20 years
since I heard those 3 words everyone hears
Don’t take them for granted and use them well
For in your heart you can always tell,
Who makes it skip a beat?
And company is always a treat,
Who appreciates you for who you are?
And truly believes you are a star.
Believe in love! I still do,
I remember it well and it was true.