Month: August 2015

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Doubtless,
our souls
recognized each other
the night
that our eyes first met.

Blameless,
our souls
persist that we not shy
away at
every minute threat.

Flawless,
thy’d be
if thy spirit were not encaged
like the
tiger in his pen.

Shameless,
I’d be
if I mustered the courage
to answer
thy growl and broke in.

Guiltless,
our love
subsists like white snow
at the
puissant tiger’s feet.

Faultless,
our love
radiates like the brilliant
coat of
the magnificent beast.

Fearless,
thy heart
is like a Siberian
tiger
on a winter day.

Hopeless,
my heart
is, for it knows not how
to divulge
what it wants to say.

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Upon this perch I rest
Night and day in quest
Of love in a sea of loveless
Waves and tides of hopeless
Motions and emotions that stick
To my heart till it feels seasick

Climb upon the main mast
To the Crow’s Nest fast
For approaching hazards I spy
Deep in my soul not with my eye
But with my heart’s inner radar
It’s my malfunctioning gaydar

Here upon my lookout
It’s hard to reach out
Or to be heard calling ahoy
Sans it sounding like a ploy
Into your bunk and not your heart
Towards the end right from the start

Alone up here I wait
And I self-placate
My heart from the brutal sea of
Heartless men who know not love
Or what it means to hold this post
It is they I pity the most

Upon this perch I rest
Night and day in quest…

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You spoke freehearted,
So much needed to be said.
I replied openhearted,
To your heart and not your head.

You were free-spoken,
When you laid down all your terms.
And I was quite outspoken,
’bout the fear of unknown germs.

Plain, straight, unguarded;
Placed your cards on the table.
Plainspoken and unreserved
But somehow still a fable.

Candid and direct,
Exposed what you meant to me.
But your forthright intellect
Spoke and said you were heart-free.

Honest and foursquare,
That’s the policy of truth.
Up-front and out-front with care
Still I blame it all on youth.

Always forthcoming,
But this time I wish you’d lied.
Open mind too revealing,
Broken heart is what you ply.

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Doubtless,
our souls
recognized each other
the night
that our eyes first met.

Blameless,
our souls
persist that we not shy
away at
every minute threat.

Flawless,
thy’d be
if thy spirit were not encaged
like the
tiger in his pen.

Shameless,
I’d be
if I mustered the courage
to answer
thy growl and broke in.

Guiltless,
our love
subsists like white snow
at the
puissant tiger’s feet.

Faultless,
our love
radiates like the brilliant
coat of
the magnificent beast.

Fearless,
thy heart
is like a Siberian
tiger
on a winter day.

Hopeless,
my heart
is, for it knows not how
to divulge
what it wants to say.

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Please know that I have
no pretenses,
I have put aside
all defenses;
exposed my collar
in surrender,
and here I pen the
thoughts of my soul.

This our first Christmas,
I will cherish
and pray, in your mind,
does not perish
or turn sparse through the
eyes of your heart;
trust, our love, I will
ardently hone.

Please know that I’ve no
mal intentions,
until you…I was
in suspension
of belief and hopes
for a true love;
in your arms, full is
my heart and soul.

This our first Christmas,
I hold dearly
and hope, that my soul,
I have clearly
divulged sans misin-
terpretation:
in each other, our
hearts have a home!

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The ties that bind,
someday you will find,
are not as secure as we feign.

The ties that bind,
I pray you will find,
are the only hope that remains.

I’ve come to my senses,
put down my defenses,
now I am finally free.

Please come to your senses,
put down your defenses,
see past the mutable me.

These scars I will bear for a long time.
I could never dream
to be as cruel as you.

These scars are all I can claim as mine.
You know very well
that what I say is true.

I’ve come to my senses,
put down my defenses,
now I am finally free.

Please come to your senses,
put down your defenses,
see past the mutable me.

Time has toyed with my heart:
deceived; made to believe
these ties could never come undone.

These ties could never come undone!