I alone love you.

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there is a person here I love.
I tempt you, I listen too your words and the rhythms that you born.
I tempt you, I tempt you to be your own, to be your self, to listen to fate.
holding back and listening is what I do, its easy to be wise and listen to your brain,
but its your heart I listen too by and by.
talk too me women, tell me your heart, I am here, listening, waiting.
chained by fate.
Open your heart too me, ignore all others, I am here.
fight for me as you could only wish I would do for you.
become you and fight for what you desire to become true.
life is about growing and change, we in truth complement each other,
together we can stand, let us sink into our own Edin together.
Please listen. I exist, and so do you.
what is love, ask your self this question, what is it you truly want and need, and who am I too you.
I am here, forever waiting to know you and accept you for who you are, like I had forever done before,
waiting, just for you......

you'll not see a happy ending too this tale of love, same as your own, look not to us as your hopes and dreams,
for we are the real of life.. so as she dreams, each true unto them selves, its more about the truth of the soul,
then what comes after......
as is so shall be.

So woman, reading this, I just want to know, are you going to forever keep your self waiting to?
Or are you going to talk with me? knowing me knowing you, its the beginnings we can do.

I enjoyed reading your poem. I've had breakfast... now to work.

She is a lucky girl whoever she is.

Oscar Wilde said, "There are two tragedies in love, one is to not get what you want and the other is getting it."

That was such a lovely poem, I'm going to save it. Best wishes!

I love your poem! your obviously a skilled writer.
Shes lucky whoever she is

Thanks.

By the way, here are some hints.
I am in my mid 40's and she is within 13 years of my age and single.
Just she never seems to take notice of me.
you never know, this woman could be you.
In which case PM me already I grow weary of the wait.

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Your words are like the sweetest candy to my eyes,
yet as soft and supple as that of a rainbow.

now and then sparks do fly,
but its then that your bright colors shine out by and by,
showing me the many colors of you that I enjoy seeing so true,
and your knowings and talents fascinates me too.

Oh sweet colorful you,
Your heart does seem to be true.

Nice poem

Great Poem, Welcome to Wrong Planet.

That is a beautiful poem! I would be really happy to use it in one of my school projects! Would you mind at all if I did?

Sure, Why not.