Dangerously in love~He who is important.

Dangerously in love~He who is important.

A Poem by Talesha
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He came and appeared unexpected,
Made the biggest difference,
Changed my heart and mind,
Heart and soul happy,so divine. 

It's been days since we're over,
Probably even weeks,
But your heart,soul and body I seek.
How it ended,it turned over.

I get frustrated,angry and upset,
So hard because of the hurt,
Treated me as though I had no worth.
Not always,but for the time,when I hoped you were mine.

I speak not with aggression,but with hurt,
My broken heart and spirit,but he,my mirth.
Never can one understand what I feel for him,
Colombian beauty,living in sin.

He gave me a smile,and happiness for the years,
I became animated,losing him I'd always fear.
Wonder if any was ever real,or was I naive.
But what's more important than me... He?


I cry everyday and at night,
Regret and negative hurt I fight,
For I love him with my heart,body and might,
That's why I rushed for the colombian flight..


We had bad moments and I don't care,
The most beautiful mess I had in all my years.
Worth it all and grateful,even though you were unfaithful.
Thank you for the laugh,love and tears..the romantic music you bring to my ears.


When I sit and wonder,
Apart from our rain and thunder,
I want you to be happy and not stressed.
An amazing man,who deserves to be blessed.

If I couldn't mean as much,
If I couldn't give as the others,
All I could say is I love you enough to let you be
To let you be happy,to let you be free.
To let you live,be happy and free.

© 2014 Talesha


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Talesha
Talesha

Caribbean, Trinidad and Tobago



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About me? Well,I dream about love,curious about life after death.I have visions of a future that I'm not sure will ever happen,but I dream of them anyway.I have been broken-heartened,by my own blood a.. more..

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