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Whispers sent across feathered pillows
Shall I serve you tea while I have none.
Your simple smile seems perfect.
Many men are fooled by such a face.
Sex. Drugs. and Coffee.
That's all a man really needs.
These pointless days going on and on.
Never going anywhere. Nothing exciting.
The simple pleasures have faded from my window.
No more laying in the grass, or looking at the stars.
We've all got to grow up sometime.
Stare at me with your grey eyes once again.
I'll let you know, your attempts are futile.
I commend you for your efforts.
But this already breaking heart, has been shattered one too many a time.
Heavens, she's a child. Was life meant to be lived in such a way?
So, she'll grow up. A hard path for such a woman to follow.
Switch the song. Hearing the same old melodies makes the heart ache, and the mind burn.
Lust after me with desire one more time.
Are you that much of a fool to hide your darkest designs and secrets from me?
Shall we make love upon an open canvas? Be it bloody or romantic, I'm game.
A lover needs some inspiration from time to time anyway.
Or am I to assume you've already had your needs met.
Sleep. Fully and completely exposed. The world already knows your name.
You were a saint, loved by all those around you.
But they said I didn't know you the way I thought.
Are you just a hole in a shoe, waiting to expand beyond the souls of tomorrow.
Go ahead, the sky is waiting.
And so she will wait for her beloved Prince Charming to come and take her away in open arms.
Quite the tragic fairytale, that has yet again burned another place in history.
But of course, men need stimulation, of some sort.
So go bury your cat named Rosy who died.
That will surely light the fire within you once more.
Go and burn me up.
From inside your pocket.
~End~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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Registered: November 2008
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Josh. I really like this one. Its about love and feelings and openess to another person. Here's what it means to me piece by piece.
"Whispers sent across feathered pillows
Shall I serve you tea while I have none."
LOVE GIVEN BUT NOT RETURNED
"Your simple smile seems perfect.
Many men are fooled by such a face."
EVIL LURKS BENEATH YOUR FACADE
"Sex. Drugs. and Coffee.
That's all a man really needs.
These pointless days going on and on.
Never going anywhere. Nothing exciting."
MEN LACK DEPTH
"The simple pleasures have faded from my window.
No more laying in the grass, or looking at the stars.
We've all got to grow up sometime."
LOST JOY OF YOUTH.
"Stare at me with your grey eyes once again.
I'll let you know, your attempts are futile.
I commend you for your efforts.
But this already breaking heart, has been shattered one too many a time."
I CAN'T LOVE
"Heavens, she's a child. Was life meant to be lived in such a way?
So, she'll grow up. A hard path for such a woman to follow.
Switch the song. Hearing the same old melodies makes the heart ache, and the mind burn.
Lust after me with desire one more time."
NO LONGER YOUTHFUL, I NEED TO BE BE LOVED IN A NEW WAY.
"Are you that much of a fool to hide your darkest designs and secrets from me?"
LOVE REQUIRES ONE TO OPEN UP.
"Shall we make love upon an open canvas? Be it bloody or romantic, I'm game.
A lover needs some inspiration from time to time anyway.
Or am I to assume you've already had your needs met.
Sleep. Fully and completely exposed. The world already knows your name."
LETS OPEN OUR HEARTS TO EACH OTHER, AND FULLY SHARE BOTH THE GOOD AND THE BAD.
"You were a saint, loved by all those around you.
But they said I didn't know you the way I thought.
Are you just a hole in a shoe, waiting to expand beyond the souls of tomorrow."
EVERYONE LIKED YOU. BUT IT WAS ONLY THE PRETEND YOU. YOU ARE JUST A LOW THING WANTING TO GROW.
"Go ahead, the sky is waiting.
And so she will wait for her beloved Prince Charming to come and take her away in open arms.
Quite the tragic fairytale, that has yet again burned another place in history."
OPEN YOUR HEART. SOMEONE WAITS TO BE LOVED.
"But of course, men need stimulation, of some sort.
So go bury your cat named Rosy who died.
That will surely light the fire within you once more."
MEN NEED HELP OPENING THEMSELVES. EVEN SAD THINGS HELP THEM FEEL.
"Go and burn me up."
DESTROY ME, I'M USELESS.
"From inside your pocket."
YOU HAVE THE POWER TO DO IT.
If I were to translate your poem into my language, it would go something like this.
LOVE GIVEN BUT NOT RETURNED,
EVIL LURKS BENEATH SUCH A FACADE.
MEN LACK DEPTH.
LOST JOY OF YOUTH.
I CAN LOVE NO LONGER.
OR MAYBE I NEED TO BE LOVED DIFFERENTLY.
LOVE REQUIRES ONE TO OPEN UP.
LETS OPEN OUR HEARTS TO EACH OTHER,
AND FULLY SHARE BOTH THE GOOD AND THE BAD.
EVERYONE LIKED YOU.
BUT IT WAS ONLY THE PRETEND YOU.
YOU ARE JUST A LOW THING WANTING TO GROW.
OPEN YOUR HEART.
SOMEONE WAITS TO BE LOVED.
MEN NEED HELP OPENING UP.
EVEN SAD THINGS HELP MEN FEEL.
DESTROY ME, I'M USELESS.
YOU HAVE THE POWER TO DO IT.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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Fascinating reply^^
I like^^ Thanks for reading mine. 
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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