It's not me I'm writing about but it's about the amazing strength of patience that will not relent. Patience once described by William Shakespeare as "Patience that waits upon a monument" - How long would you wait for dead love?
In our world when I will be alone with you....
Some things are best left unsaid...to the special someone...
This is a poem about a weird next door neighbor.......
A collection of short poems.
They call him “The Architect”:
A man
Born to build, create and perfect....
I could feel the awesomeness of God's presence through the activities of the elements; They are patience, ticking on everyday, with precision and diligence.
Moments that will last forever. remembered in my heart carved into my mind scented into my skin
words that eat up the time all consuming in my mind capturing all scents leaving me with no comments this is the eclipse of my life, a phenomenon that rarely occurs every day.
The way she walks
The way she talks
Like a star in the sky...
I would sing a love song
Like how it used to be
I would not stop dancing in the shower...
The devil is laughing behind your back, what will you do about that...
When the lights went out, something interesting happened.