don't you know I died for you
like the dust in summer rain?
only to be reborn
by the blazing sun
and autumn storms.
we were still the same
when winter came;
molten iceflakes
on icy planes.
but like summer only lives to flee
(too fast)
our love slipped off on silent feet -
it died like the
dust in summer rain,
only to be reborn again.
Broken Hearts (Iteratio Sextem) by ArtCrusade, literature
Literature
Broken Hearts (Iteratio Sextem)
Say, can you fix a broken heart?
By a silver lining engraved,
how could it ever break apart
with all things at hand which it craved?
Say, can you tell when it depraved?
This, our most vulnerable part,
by a silver lining engraved -
did it beat in vain from the start?
Cold chains constricting it athwart,
it beats only to be enslaved.
This our most vulnerable part,
torn apart by the God it praised.
Say, can you fix a broken heart,
this our most vulnerable part?
It beats only to be enslaved
by the silver lining engraved.
Your Image Haunts Me (Iteratio Sextem) by ArtCrusade, literature
Literature
Your Image Haunts Me (Iteratio Sextem)
I can't get you out of my head.
Your lips are just a blink away,
us together, the tears we've shed -
but all my hopes were led astray.
Yearn to see you in full display
or covered in sheets on my bed.
Your lips are just a blink away,
with love and joy and words unsaid.
Would love to hold you but instead
I dream of your hips' subtle sway,
your naked body on my bed
that marks rise and fall of my day.
I can't get you out of my head;
you covered in sheets on my bed,
I dream of your hips' subtle sway -
dream your lips are but a blink away.
Let's Get Lost (Rispetto) by ArtCrusade, literature
Literature
Let's Get Lost (Rispetto)
Loved one, please - don't let go of me!
You are more than what I hoped for,
So let's get lost in the deep blue sea
Where law and order are no more.
Loved one, please - will you join my side?
You and me and the rising tide,
Nevermore alone nor confined,
Forever joint in heart and mind.
do you remember how we were
watching this random action movie
about some war where one of
the actors dived into the water
to escape a hail of bullets and
we held our breath to see if we
would have survived it, too?
(We didn't).
likewise
whenever you say goodbye,
even if it is but for a day,
I hold my breath
until I'm blue and choking
and sometimes spitting,
just because I want to know
if I could survive being
without you,
(but I can't).
and when we meet again, I
feel just like when I held my
breath for too long and surfaced;
cold water dripping from
my skin, yearning for air to
fill my maltreated lungs
finally relieved from the
pres
As I look deeply in your hazel eyes,
I get lost in the music of your soul
dancing to the rhythm of your heart's beat.
I spin around 'til I'm forworn and beat;
with gleaming fireflies before my eyes
I drift off to sleep, snuggling with your soul.
Before you, I can bare my brittle soul.
Drunk with passion I close my tear-wet eyes,
hearts trying to outpace each other's beat.
Eyes a locket of soul, I live to your heart's beat.
My world is tinted in pink hue -
I laugh, I love, I walk on air,
Since an angel came in my view:
-- Honey, it was you.
You made me calm and debonair,
Which I accept without ado -
Instead, send you a loving glare.
And you accept that I'm askew,
A brittle self that needs much care.
If I was saved, then this is true:
-- Honey, it was you.
You cannot change the weather,
so just wait - it will get better.
There's no need to push things,
just let them happen.
But if you need and want them
from the deepest of your heart,
reach out and make them happen!
Just keep your hands clappin'
and you will see it happen!
Just keep your hands clappin'
and you will see it happen!
You cannot change one's heart,
but the pace at which it beats;
dance to the thump-thump
of their heart
through the crowded streets.
Make them beat at the same rate
and shuffle your feet.
Just keep your hands clappin'
and you will see it happen!
Just keep your hands clappin'
and you will see it happen!
All you nee
I plant kisses on your face in deep dark,
seed shreds of my heart on your pale white skin.
I plant them with hope to see your love spark.
My beating heart is where you left your mark;
it glows vividly in red from within.
I plant kisses on your face in deep dark.
Oh, I yearn for my love's sprout to embark -
flourish, grow tall and tickle your chin.
I soak it with hope to see your love spark.
And finally, a flower blooms in your park.
The cricket plays its tiny violin
as I join its song and play in deep dark.
Joyous it jumps from tree's bark to bark,
sings and plays, accompanied by its kin.
I joined them with hope to see your love spark.
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Zeile um Zeile schreibe ich für dich,
schreibe so ein altmodisches Gedicht.
Ich hoffe du findest es nicht dämlich.
Eine Villanelle, so nennt sie sich:
Reime, Refrains - Wiederholung in Sicht!
Zeile um Zeile schreibe ich für dich.
In ihrer Form ist sie sehr einheitlich
und leichtfüßiger Lauf macht sie nicht schlicht.
ich hoffe du findest sie nicht dämlich.
Kein einziges Wörtlein ist entbehrlich:
jedes einzelne hat sehr viel Gewicht.
Zeile um Zeile schreibe ich für dich.
Was man schreibt, das bleibt; sogar ewiglich
lebt die Liebe fort im Liebesgedicht.
Ich hoffe du findest es nicht dämlich.
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