He loves me with all he's got,
in his heart i could gladly get lost,
i love him how best i know,
and it gives me a glow.
He hurts me sometimes,
and I'm sure he doesn't even know it,
but i love him through it all,
for i accept the good with the not so good.
Does he see my point of view?
Does he think I'm being too much?
He trumps my girlie wishes,
sees them as a waste of time.
He is my world in its entirety,
and i would'nt change him one bit,
But i fear sometimes,
shall we ever resolve our differences?
They say diversity is the spice of love,
but i fear it could be the bane of my existence,
i love my baby,
but sometimes my heart's not at rest!
patti's dreambook
previously chronicles of a grown gal :-) every gal has dreams, mine are best expressed in words and pictures and more words
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
perfection incarnate
Say he was a car,
he'd be a black Range Rover Sport,
so powerful yet so good to look at!
Say he was an animal,
he'd be a full maned lion,
so strong yet so gentle with its own!
Say he was a house,
he'd be a sprawling bungalow,
so expansive yet so homely!
Say he was a phone,
he'd be a Black Berry Bold,
so sophisticated yet so reliable!
Say he was a bag,
he'd be a Samsonite for sure,
so strong yet so beautiful!
Say he was a song,
he'd be a classic Beethoven,
so complicated yet so captivating!
Say he was a dance,
he'd be a Cha Cha,
so feisty yet so sensuous!
Say he was a fruit,
he'd be oh my a pineapple,
so thorny yet so inconceivably delicious!
Say,
for a moment,
in my wildest dreams,
he was mine,
he'd be Perfection Incarnate,
so revered yet so cherished!!!
he'd be a black Range Rover Sport,
so powerful yet so good to look at!
Say he was an animal,
he'd be a full maned lion,
so strong yet so gentle with its own!
Say he was a house,
he'd be a sprawling bungalow,
so expansive yet so homely!
Say he was a phone,
he'd be a Black Berry Bold,
so sophisticated yet so reliable!
Say he was a bag,
he'd be a Samsonite for sure,
so strong yet so beautiful!
Say he was a song,
he'd be a classic Beethoven,
so complicated yet so captivating!
Say he was a dance,
he'd be a Cha Cha,
so feisty yet so sensuous!
Say he was a fruit,
he'd be oh my a pineapple,
so thorny yet so inconceivably delicious!
Say,
for a moment,
in my wildest dreams,
he was mine,
he'd be Perfection Incarnate,
so revered yet so cherished!!!
crossroads
Clouds in the sky,
veiling the brilliant sum up high,
with copious showers, the heavens seem to cry,
Gal heaves a sigh,
is this a sign?
to let go is it time?
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Right seems right,
Left seems right,
Its a typical catch-22, right?
Plummeting from cloud nine,
Crashing from orbit,
Its her and reality,
face to face with incredulity,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Resolute,
Gal makes up her mind,
Right is right,
Left cant be right. . .
so as hard as it may seem,
Gal has got to be what gal has got to be,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Gal cant help but wonder though,
is she giving up too soon?
should she hold on just a little while more?
is time all that is needed?
but eternity and a half has faded
or so it seems,
what should she do now?
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Turmoil wreaks havoc,
vacillation, confusion galore,
Gal is literally a puppet,
at the mercy of a callous puppeteer,
poignant roller-coaster,
is a daily familiar monotony,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
November 8 2010
veiling the brilliant sum up high,
with copious showers, the heavens seem to cry,
Gal heaves a sigh,
is this a sign?
to let go is it time?
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Right seems right,
Left seems right,
Its a typical catch-22, right?
Plummeting from cloud nine,
Crashing from orbit,
Its her and reality,
face to face with incredulity,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Resolute,
Gal makes up her mind,
Right is right,
Left cant be right. . .
so as hard as it may seem,
Gal has got to be what gal has got to be,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Gal cant help but wonder though,
is she giving up too soon?
should she hold on just a little while more?
is time all that is needed?
but eternity and a half has faded
or so it seems,
what should she do now?
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
Turmoil wreaks havoc,
vacillation, confusion galore,
Gal is literally a puppet,
at the mercy of a callous puppeteer,
poignant roller-coaster,
is a daily familiar monotony,
Alone at a crossroads,
At this point in the story of her life!
November 8 2010
my happily ever after
my happily ever after,
is not entirely without disaster,
it has its fair share of downs,
and ample supply of clowns,
i would have it just this way,
for then i'm complete dare i say!
my happily ever after,
is full of sparkly glitter,
and dullness in equal measure,
but im happy as this is my treasure,
all i have, all i own,
else's belongings none!
My happily ever after,
is of delight a huge cluster,
and tears every so often,
to cleanse my life and my eyes glisten,
i have no reason to complain,
for without them my life would be plain!
My happily ever after,
is beautiful sensations on a golden platter,
and sadness once or twice to me handed,
to keep me humble and firmly grounded,
for less them I'd be on a high horse,
and for happiness I'd be at a loss!
is not entirely without disaster,
it has its fair share of downs,
and ample supply of clowns,
i would have it just this way,
for then i'm complete dare i say!
my happily ever after,
is full of sparkly glitter,
and dullness in equal measure,
but im happy as this is my treasure,
all i have, all i own,
else's belongings none!
My happily ever after,
is of delight a huge cluster,
and tears every so often,
to cleanse my life and my eyes glisten,
i have no reason to complain,
for without them my life would be plain!
My happily ever after,
is beautiful sensations on a golden platter,
and sadness once or twice to me handed,
to keep me humble and firmly grounded,
for less them I'd be on a high horse,
and for happiness I'd be at a loss!
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