Somewhere in the garden,
There's a statue of me and you,
It's made of Stainless steel and resistant to rain
And the birds may sit and crap on it,
Cars may splash some mud on it,
But with a good pressure wash that'll all go away,
It may not be gold or silver,
Not made of precious metals,
......
Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch
When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall—yours made me bleed?
When winter makes me think of you—
whorls petrified in frozen dew,
......
Would you believe me if i said two mice led me to my soulmate?
Two girls in a small cabin at summer camp
Two mice wrecking havoc in the late hours of the night
It's a fairy tale in itself the way we fell in love
She says shes happy she was my first
My first love
My first kiss
My first everything
......
Before today,
The warmest voice gave.
This peal crescent adored you,
Shared the light through your name.
Before I woke,
A few times ago,
My frame had flight,
Moments had soul.
......
That thundering afternoon,
I reached for you,
Glassy eyes and salty rain.
Time was running out,
But still you pushed away,
Why couldn’t you understand?
Your eyes brush over me,
My trembling, heaving breathes mixed in the roar of the wind,
......
Would you believe me if i said two mice led me to my soulmate?
Two girls in a small cabin at summer camp
Two mice wrecking havoc in the late hours of the night
It's a fairy tale in itself the way we fell in love
She says shes happy she was my first
My first love
My first kiss
My first everything
......
…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
......
Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch
When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall—yours made me bleed?
When winter makes me think of you—
whorls petrified in frozen dew,
......
Somewhere in the garden,
There's a statue of me and you,
It's made of Stainless steel and resistant to rain
And the birds may sit and crap on it,
Cars may splash some mud on it,
But with a good pressure wash that'll all go away,
It may not be gold or silver,
Not made of precious metals,
......
That thundering afternoon,
I reached for you,
Glassy eyes and salty rain.
Time was running out,
But still you pushed away,
Why couldn’t you understand?
Your eyes brush over me,
My trembling, heaving breathes mixed in the roar of the wind,
......