Troy Taylor
A letter to the next lover:
I've probably already warned you.
He knows he's trouble and I'm to explain.
Why am I writing this to you?
Cause he destroys.
Not just the heart, but the soul and mind.
Let me explain.
I made myself at home in his heart.
And he in mine, in the deepest corner.
So don't think you won him
cause you're sleeping in his bed,
Meanwhile he's sleeping on a couch in my heart.
There used to be pictures of me on his phone,
I wonder if he threw them into the abyss like my home.
Why don't you go through his phone?
And let me know?
Watch as I still linger, his inability to let go, made clear the further you fall.
He’ll leave the door open for you and the windows cracked in the slightest.
Me?
He keeps my door chained, and my windows locked.
I’m slowly decaying away in my home.
His lips are oxygen, you haven’t known that yet.
You haven’t known the feeling of being stripped of everything yet given everything at the same time.
Of how life rushes back into you as his hands follow a familiar path across your body.
Of how his whispers and whimpers are melodies in your ear.
Just watch what you listen to.
His soul flirts with the devil.
Be careful, the devil is seduced.
A Rose's Song
You've never been one to keep your promises.
But you've warned me of it,
Of your constant inconsistency.
But can I really blame your inconsistency when you're constant with your routine?
Your attention is limited.
While you water all your roses,
You only sing to one at a time.
You sing to the ones with broken hearts,
In hopes that you heal them,
Which you do, in time.
Your voice floats to the next wilted rose,
Fixing one while breaking others.
Of all the red roses in your garden,
I'm the only white rose.
I've caught your eye plenty of times
Maybe I remind you of your inconsistency
Maybe because I'm untainted of your song
Even then, you still sing.
I've found more serenity in the instrumental rather than your vocals.
While your voice revives wilted petals,
The strings of your song only feed my roots, strengthening me for the next time your attention is on me.
Till the next time you keep your promise.
A love like this
You.
I dreamt of you in another lifetime.
Of the way you caressed me,
Of the way you whispered things to me,
Of the way your lips touched me.
I used to dream of a love like this,
Of a love from you.
Me?
You've dreamt of me?
Of the way I let you hold me,
Of the way I patiently listen to you,
Of the way I embraced you?
You've dreamt of a love like this,
Of a love from me?
I don't believe it.
You were so quick to leave,
When things fell apart in your life
Without giving me a chance to help.
You expect me to break myself fixing your broken pieces but how can I do that when there is nothing else to break?
You worked through my thorns,
just to sleep in my petals.
Once you ripped each delicate petal,
you snaked on to the next rose.
Poor rose didn't see it coming
but that's how you work.
You prey on the weak,
Yet you're the weakest of them all.
How could've I dreamt of a love like this?
Of a love from the weakest?
Of a love that takes but never gives?
It was never love nor a dream,
But rather a warning and a nightmare.
Lineth Ceciliano
FIVE FINGERS
ENTWINED
A DREAM
LOST TO TIME
YESTERDAY LEFT BEHIND
A SIMPLE HOPE
OF A PIECE OF MIND
TIME PASSES
WINTERS...
SPRINGS...
SUMMERS AND FALLS
ON THE EDGE OF TIME
LIKE A BOOK UNREAD
PAGES NOT TURNED OF A LIFE UNWIND
THE CLOCK
WITH ITS HANDS OF TIME
DREAMING
HOPING
NEVER TOUCHING
A POURED GLASS OF WINE
REACHING FOR
FIVE FINGERS
ENTWINED
Michael Derr
I couldn't think of what to say on this momentous day.
You mean so much to me for so long and I can't forget to say.
How time is such a fleeting thing and the time I've spent with you,
is etched upon my mind in a way that is so true.
Refrain
Because the life we lead is the only one,
And in the end it's love that matters, when all is said and done.
So remember that you mean the world to me when things may not seem great,
when the road gets rocky and the future seems precariously left to fate.
It's then I hope that you will feel my tenderness for you,
And know that you are always in my heart no matter what we do.
Refrain
Because the life we lead is the only one,
And in the end it's love that matters, when all is said and done.
So let me convince you that the best is yet to come,
In many ways we know this but when all is said and done.
We have each other and should count our blessings every day,
and be grateful for the ones we love and the times along the way.
Refrain
Because the life we lead is the only one,
And in the end it's love that matters, when all is said and done.
So have faith in me and ours will be a long and happy life,
Full of family, friends, and hopefully free of strife.
So this is my prayer to you, my wonderful true love,
That you will live as long as me with grace from high above,
And know that you are loved by me and in a special way,
For eternity and even more, on this special day.
Mary Sims
