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A poem written for a love so beautiful, yet short lived it felt like a dream
There is a beautiful world where I can see your face,It exists only between time and spaceTime shreds space like worn out fashion,And leaves us desperate for our precious compassionSpace consumes time without our consent,And hides the reality that our dreams were once spentOur love is regained when we meet in betweenAnd there we can dance again in our dream
Lost in confusion and total self blissI've found the relation between dream and wishA dream is a fantasy lived only while asleepBut a wish has a compass vast, far and deep.A dream can bring true the wish never thoughtAs your mind wanders aimlessly and feelings are sought.But a wish is a simple, momentous undertakingA grasping of things while still in the making.Now my understanding of wish and of dreamsHave broadened my scope - or so it would seemBut still I'm confused and nothing is clearBecause you are a wish, yet a dream so dear.With the breath of each day, I wish for your sightVisions of loveliness turned to dreams in the nightYou've become such a fantasy with realistic tonesI long for your love and time spent aloneSadly enough my dreams cause confusionFor all their purpose are meager illusionAnd though the dawn of each day may be cheerful to sightI fear the darkness and my continuing fight.For now its a war - a battle withinA dreadful nightmare which rationality must winWhat should I do? Where shall I begin?Should I ask for your love or remain a dear friend?In my dreams youre my lover and my world is completeBut in life your a martyr to hope so eliteI've grown to know you and care with a passionBut fear lies within mutual attraction.If I am to approach you with some indicationWould I strengthen our friendship or cause detonation?This is the confusion, the struggle, the fight,Until I am sure, youll remain a dream in the night.
Life isn’t life anymore
Everything changes so fast, so quick
You don’t know where you are going
Or even what you are doing
You have to worry about things that are important to you
Making sure that the people you love are okay
And a thousand of other things
So I write this, because you are important to me
Are you okay?
Because if you’re not I have to worry about you
You’re a part of me now, if you like it or not
Whit you life is life again
Whit you time doesn’t go that fast anymore
Whit you I know where I’m going or what I’m doing
u make me feel save in your arms
You make me feel if I can beat the whole world
But above all, you make me feel me
I can be myself whit you, and for that I’m grateful
I hope you feel the same way when you’re whit me
I hope to give you what you give me
Do not confuse beauty with beautiful.
Beautiful is a human judgment.
Beauty is All.
The difference is everything
don't hate me when i forget to say thank you for add me
living in my own house , stil busy with garden and terrace
working every day ,accept the weekands
in the evening lissening music watch tv and going out
chat whit everyone who likes it
no time for sports at this moment (soccer, indoor/outdoor ,fitness ,running
dream of tomorow
because nobody promised you tomorow
time difference netherlands / u.s.a. 6,7 hours HATE IT !!!!!!!
satelite , tv ,
too many to tell