"My own Angel"

swept down from the heavens,
Graced me with your touch,
Little did i know that
I would love you so much.

But I wish I knew then,
What I know now.
Oh to have a chance,
to make it work somehow.

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"Butterflies"

Drifti ng above on silken wings,
Dreaming of romance and other such things.
Feelings of loneliness soon undone
Captured by the beautiful eyes of one.

Her stare was fleeting,
But her smile was warm,
On our lips first meeting,
Came a butterfly swarm.
Unknown "Birdman" Frisky - 16 years, 8 months, 6 days ago

*Lost upon the sea...*

Drifting upon waves of memories,
Directed by the winds that stir,
Lost within the endless seas,
Rattled nerves soothed by the scent of her.

I miss the warmth,
I miss the smile,
I miss the bitten lips,
and all things worth while.

Time to wander,
Time to grow,
Time to trek off
into the endless snow.

My seas will calm,
as will my tide,
and my dreams will sweeten,
when she once again,
lays by my side.
Unknown "Birdman" Frisky - 16 years, 8 months, 6 days ago

Trust broken...
by the invisible hairline flaw,
that was once thought to be mended,

Because of this weakness,
because of a problem overlooked,
A beautiful thing, ended.

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An angel in her mind,
a fire in her eyes,
a hole in her trust,
a void in her heart...

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As Blake once said,
An entire world; in a grain of sand,
An eternity of pain,
Brought forth; by my hand,

A being of light,
Shadowed by looming dusk,
Where I tread,
Beauty; to dust.
Unknown "Birdman" Frisky - 16 years, 8 months, 6 days ago

How come the most wonderful thing,
the most beautiful thing,
always is lost by chance,
by simple ignorance?

How come the thing you want most,
the thing you hold dear,
is driven away by a seemingly simple matter,
that affects in the most dramatic way?

How come it is the one you love,
the one you never want to let go,
is the only thing in the world,
that gets hurt by you?

It's always the unseen,
Always the hidden matter,
That cuts the heart,
and shreds the soul...
Unknown "Birdman" Frisky - 16 years, 8 months, 6 days ago

... Hollowed ...
An empty pit lies within my breast.
Wherefore has my tender heart wandered?
Alone,
No strong cage to protect it,
no tendon or sinew to hold it fast.
No blood to keep it warm.

Return to me...........
Unknown "Birdman" Frisky - 16 years, 8 months, 6 days ago