Read Letters to Dandelion Online
Authors: Xve
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answer?
I can
tell you what happens,
these
tiny little flowers begin to
grow.
And you
wear them
like a
cap, because you
think
of them so much,
and you
strain to reach
to
touch –
that single person you see,
in the wide open field,
of
dreams,
in the fully planted acreage
of your
mind.
The One you want,
Is
like a Unicorn, a Pegasus,
flying
in the jet stream mist
of tomorrow’s dreams.
And
with just one kiss,
you’re
hooked by bliss,
of
thoughts and dreams
of
being with them for
eternity.
The
one you want, makes
everything
more vibrant,
and
colorful and funny.
They make you feel safe,
though
safety is just a state of
mind,
but what else is there
to
have within consciousness.
So,
the parallels go, that
a
Woman can have any
Man,
at any time, but
truly
cannot have the
Man
she wants.
Or
a Man can work hard,
create
his dreams, become
the
boss, take top slot,
rule
his kingdom, but
be
alone from the time
and
the effort he took,
so
he settles into an unhappy
unison
along the way.
Unless
luckily, the universe
smiles
on you with the other
half
of you, which most of us
are
so blind, seeking hands out,
desperately
to find.
Little
kiddies, with big hearts,
big
dreams and big bank accounts.
I’ve
written before that there
are only two types of love.
The one you will seek to find,
and
the one who will seek to
find
you.
What
happens often, these CODAs
of
time, bypass like the rain and
and
a sunny day, but rarely do they
combine
in form to create a sun-shower.
Love
could never be better,
when the balance is just right,
and you’ve found the one you
want,
who
wants you back, -
Just
like you’re the one.
I
only want you.
of
this I’m sure.
Because
you’re the one I adore.
Please
let me love you?
And
please let me hold you?
Let
me drink your tears away
as
they fall from your eyes?
Let
me gaze at your beauty,
when
you sleep all through
the night?
Yes,
you’re tough, and
maybe
quite strong,
but
I am built to carry
you.
I
was bred to protect you.
And
I will never leave you.
You
excite me –
You
make me happy.
And
our love is fueled
by
our chemistry.
I
react with you, the way I do,
because
it’s you.
I’m
gentle with you, because
you
are precious to me, and there’s
no
one else I feel this way about.
When
you sleep in my arms, I’m
amazed
at my journey which brought
me
to you.
All
the danger and all the anger,
all the let downs and the frustrations,
were
so worth the wait to have you
breathing
so beautifully and safely
on
my arm, right next to me.
I only want you.
You’re
the one who I chose.
No
one can know why.
But,
it’s important that you know my love.
We
can still have a beautiful, loving, rest of
our
lives together.
Please
think about this?
Please
say yes?
And
you will find,
That
I only want you.
Precious
Is, as
you sleep, I weep.
Over your
strength.
And your
love, that you
feel
towards your own.
That,
that is all anyone can
hope
for. To receive and to
experience
your gracious
kindness.
The
tenderness, that I
can
imagine you show,
to your
very own, that
is why
they cling to you
and you
can never let
them go.
And as
you sleep, curled
up next
to your boy. That
is where
you should always
be and all you should ever
need to
do.
Because
I will find a way,
I will
work night and day,
I will
carve a path, and
I will
make one that will last,
as my
mind can only fast,
on the
dreams you both must
have.
Yours, a hope for their
future.
Theirs, a dream of love
for
their Mother.
So rest
my Beautiful Princess.
Sleep
and breathe in comfort,
and
trust a knight of peace.
Knowing
that someone in
this
world, knows to you,
what is;
… and that you are
….
extremely, Precious.
Ink
and Quill
I
hope that these words do
not make your heart go still.
I
chose a different format to
record
these words, and that
is
by Ink and Quill.
But,
the ink I use is much more
than a lumicant. It is a declaration,
a
proclamation, of my dedication,
only to you, of my love.
This
passage, that you see,
is written in my blood.
It’s
the only thing I really own.
And
the only proof, that these
words
came from me.
This
ink flows from my heart,
because
these are the words
that
I want you to see.
I
love you.
And
I’m in love with you.
And
I love all who you love,
and
will dedicate myself to
everything
above.
I
wanted to swear by something
you
can hold, and see, and know.
I
want to tell you in a way that
when
you hold this in your hands,
you
are holding a piece of me, as
well.
I
wanted these words to come
directly
from my heart, and this
is
the only way I knew how.
I
wanted to give you a part of me.
I
wanted to give you the most
authentic
part of me.
I
wanted to give you a part of me
that
I cannot live without, as a symbol
of
how I feel I cannot live without you.
I
wanted to give you the only part of
me
that can never, ever be changed.
Just
like my love for you.
I
wanted to give you a part of me,
that
is my only proof that I ever lived at all.
As
my face, my voice, my stature,
my
words, my deeds, my actions can
all
be destroyed and forgotten, but
my
blood is something that has never
been
here on Earth, and never will
be
here again.
It
is all that I truly will ever own.
I
wanted to write something to profound,
and
so true, that everything had to fall in
line
with the message.
So,
with this combination of quill and this
special ink, I wanted to say,
I
love you. I need you. I want you.
I
live for you. I will grow for you.
I
will care for you. I will die for you.
But,
mostly, I’m so happy our paths crossed.
My
beautiful, precious love.
My
heart bleeds love for you.
I
wanted to make you see, that my
words
are more than just words.
My
words are me, and I am my words.
And I love
you – all from my heart.
Magnetic
It’s hectic
Like Magnetic
to catch a glimpse of you.
So eclectic, like electric
because my feelings are true.
Through the corner of my eyes, I spy,
as in a mirror your face.
So full of light, my source of might
providing flow of my spirit’s grace.
To you, I’m drawn as though the spawn
of nature’s instinct - well,
Smooth like the yawn to kiss the dawn,
preceding daylight’s swell.
With just a thought I hear the song to
match your humming breath.
The words you speak, seem like to sing
expelling joy beyond wealth.
How I look, just how I wish to just
to hold your hand and have us walk
along, a-talk-a-long-a playful plan.
To me you ere so well with care too
much in protecting your heart; with
that I’ve always looked at you and thought
you to be very smart.
But I know that there is gold untold behind those precious
walls you protect,
and the
more beautiful
the prize that we try to hide,
the higher walls we project.
So this is why I am still magnetic in the words
that I speak and yeah I know it sometimes makes
me seem like a big fat geek.
But I am caught in your hold not wanting to let go
and my feelings for you daily just grow and grow.
So, here I sit, still trapped in this
magnetic field being pulled towards you.
Room
When I
fold up in my wings
I know I
can still bruise,
from the
force of a rock,
that
gets pelted through.
Hurled,
by the evil of the
world.
And no god ever
wants to
help me.
But at
least, inside, I can