Every Truth, Each Reality, It Is.

Every love poem I ever thought I wrote
on the wings of some other new-found muse
Every song ever bellowed at the top of my lungs
filling my soul with contentment
Every moment I spent observing quietly
some miracle of nature, some beauteous thing
Every breath I have taken in a moment of awe
as I lost myself to true emotion
All these were inspired by your existence
long before I even knew who you are

It is truth, you are real

Each sigh of weariness I allowed to escape me
beneath what felt like the world's weight
Each base and thoughtless emotion I've felt
while alone in this world, struggling to be
Each tear that has streamed down my face
out of anger, loneliness, frustration
Each dirge I've sung to fate or God or myself
letting its echo linger in my very soul
All were merely weak moments when I failed to
realize there was a you out there

It is real, you are truth

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I am not sure where to begin on this piece...

Every breath I have taken in a moment of awe
as I lost myself to true emotion
All these were inspired by your existence
long before I even knew who you are

this is my favorite part, true love is always ahead of its time, when we have that aching emptiness inside I believe it is the love we know already but are yet still to meet. This poem is true testament to faith in the unseen.

[Jamie]

Wow. This piece goes right along with my sentiments that there is a predestined plan for the love of your life. Not something cheesy and corny and 'fateful'. But real; that there is a Creator who has made it His will to bring you happiness in every facet, if you only let him. I think this comes through strikingly well in your piece. That may just be my take on it, but either way, bravo!

Personally, I would add punctuation for the purpose of clarity and concise thought.

Overall, wonderful!

[TAO]

I'm beginning to think I may need to have a defibrillator handy any time I read you, love; you are very much able to stop the steady beat of a strong heart. Your words are most precious, as always, and we will never tire of saying so. I agree with the Rock and Roll cowboy, all the more because I can feel where you are coming from, and where you've been, and where you are going. It isn't blindness, and every character of every word of this poem rings true.


You are inspirational as always, sweet one, and we very much enjoyed reading your poetry. Keep singing your heart, and let your words flow, beauty. We want to drown in every word.