Tick Tock The Poem

She sleeps in wake waiting for the day,
As do I
I anticipate those precious lips
upon mine.
I’m following her down that love
littered road
Into her heart’s little hole of glitter
covered goal‘s.
There I am a falling man , And when I land
I shall lay there forever in her souls sand.
True beauty of precious love
chosen to awaken us.
Fell and liked it I did , She nailed open
my third eye so I could see again
Take it !
It’s all yours !
Its only you I adore !
Mend my broken sides And be mine
Entwine our souls and claim me as your own
Here I am now complete never to eat from their
Tree of never ending deceit.
Her fruit is mine and
Yes it is sweet!
My little flower giving
My heart it’s harmonic beat !

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sameerk 6 years ago from India

nice poem


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Awful Poet 6 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000 Author

Thank you~


Debarshi Dutta 6 years ago

Wonderful Poem..

Who's She that Your Third Eye Remembers?


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Awful Poet 6 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000 Author

The eater of hearts.


AshleyAutumn 5 years ago

Wow Sweetie. I love this one!

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