On The MapA Poem by Pablo ColeShe said, "Don't play with me. I'm not your guitar."A flow of love this timeI am broken and spared Touch my tender heart achingBring my heart to restBody to the heavens From pure heights And let's share minds and trust Please hurt my soul if you dare I will always offer you my heart As long as you are mine Still in spell abide this glory idealizing eyesHelp me believe in my fallen war once againAnd restore the love that would sacrifice for life On this stage you are my one aimMy anger fades with the aloneness fading I melt into you As we caress the familiar and the sublimeThe fames in beauty A true intention I cannot do it alone In a wanting study am I a liar worth loving? My will resolves to greater love In a league of wanting hopeI will be somebody worth lovingEven as love seems only as long as this life In hope a display of unity My sex is not a visionRich sensual pleasure and wisdomTo those who haven't fallen off the map I offer only my sincerityThis life isn't just a love affair © 2014 Pablo Cole |
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Added on September 29, 2014 Last Updated on September 29, 2014 AuthorPablo ColeSt. John's, CanadaAboutpoems primarily about solitude, isolation, love/hate, rejection, mental illness, beauty, and life exquisite. more..Writing
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